Maejor, J.Cole - Trouble lyrics

I told you, not to wear that dress to the
Club tryna dance up on me
I told you, not to push that thing on me
If you know I want it

It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
Baby I told you
Not to wear them heels that make
Your legs look so sexy i I I I
I told youNot to wear them heels that
Say I’m ready come get me ay Ay

They gon get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
They gon get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
They gon get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)

Go up to my room, you’ve been such a
Such a bad girl such a sexy naughty girl
You know what you doing baby
Go up to my room girl
You’ve been such a, such a bad girl
Such a sexy naughty girl (oooh, oooh)

Yeah, invitations in the whirlwind
We both bad at it told myself no more
Hittin’ niggas girlfriends
Thats my old bad habit
Here you go, wearin' that
Already know, what I’m staring at
I mean from top to bottom
Your body is problem so
Somebody better take care of that and who
Better than, the nigga in the Letterman
When your man ain't home, you can let him in
Late night Letterman i ain't gon' tat-a tale
Damn your ass bad as hell

It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)
It’s gon’ get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)

I told you not to stare at
Me like that when I’m performing
I I I I told you thats thats gon’ make us
Til the early morning that's warning