[Chorus: Ginuwine]
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble

[Verse 1: Hurricane Chris]
Heard it's gon be trouble, if you keep [?]
Yeah I got a box of magnoms, let me see you throw it back
See my Lamborgini, that's 2060 stacks
[?] get you on your back
Sexy as she wanna be, [?] dressed in black
Drop it low and bring it back, to the top, I'm killing that
Nobody [?] cause Hurricane whippin that
Do her like she never had it, [?]

Sexy, thick pretty, yeah she [?]
[?] think Imma take a bite of that
I want you to sit in my lap, and tell me your favorite position
In the showеr, from the back, [?] in the kitchen
[?] hands on thе stove, while I make your body moan
[?] while we get our drink on
We do it like a professional, girl, you dealing with [?]
It's the remix, Hurricane and Ginuwine back
[Chorus: Ginuwine]
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Gucci!
Big trouble, girl, have fun
Only rule, ain't none
If there was, I would've broke it, girl, your ass is danger
I'm loaded like my handgun
VIP, we dancing
Got a man, [?] tell your boyfriend spend some
Yeah I like [?]
[?]
Gucci Mane the trouble man, oh that's who you scared of?
Call me when you're fed up
Imma fill your head up
No need [?]
I'll let you wet my bed up
Yep, hit the elevator, then go to the [?]
I'll fuck you with my [?], I smash you on [?]
And when I'm in your town, come to my show [?] trouble
[?] and now you [?] solo
Gucci!
[Chorus: Ginuwine]
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble

[Verse 3: OJ da Juiceman]
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Oo it's gon be trouble
Baby standing by herself, [?] like a [?]
[?] she like that [?]
[?]
Prada shoe walking
You freaky like Madonna
Back it up and dump it on me, like I am a dumpster
[?] ice [?], your boyfriend a buster
Three diamond chains on, looking like Busta
Come and ride this pony, [?] flying [?]
Bae I got that gualla, [?] water
Give your ass the world, get you right out that Honda
Girl you know I'm joking, my pockets like [?]
Young Juiceman, and I'm raining like [?]

[Chorus: Ginuwine]
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble
It's gon be
Trouble, trouble, trouble