Iggy Azalea - Trouble

Right I should've known you were bad news From the bad boy demeanor, and the tattoos Small skies only want one thing That I'm undecided, trying to figure out if that's you Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive 'Cause the way is so much better than the next guy And a little trouble only makes for a good time So all the normal red flags be a good sign Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far You seem like trouble to me I can tell by the way that you lean And the way that you kiss your teeth And you turn up so flashy clean Smells like trouble to me Opposites attract, I guess this is it Good girl bad guy, what a perfect match And if I you, gonna wanna play baptized 'Cause when you finish you gonna feel like you was baptized See baby now you're feeling for a test drive 'Cause you don't wanna loose your ride to the next guy And baby trouble only makes for a good time So all the normal red flags be a good sign Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far You seem like trouble to me I can tell by the way that you lean And the way that you kiss your teeth And you turn up so flashy clean Smells like trouble to me I got a bad form in the worst way Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position Should've never gotten involved in the first place Second place never get the recognition See what he doing to me make me have to should it out Gotta hold on me that's without a doubt So clear now he's a trouble starter But I ain't the same either and he's in no still water Just cause I'mma get to file in extrophy Don't mean nothing to me Till you show me where it's at Smells like trouble to me Just cause I'mma get to file in extrophy Don't mean nothing to me Till you show me where it's at Smells like trouble to me I should've known you were bad news (knew you were bad news) From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (all of the tattoos) I should've known you were bad news (knew you were bad news) But I'm undecided trying to figure out if that's you (trouble to me) Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far You seem like trouble to me I can tell by the way that you lean And the way that you kiss your teeth And you turn up so flashy clean Smells like trouble to me