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bet my bottom dollar that, you would make my father go, mad like seeing double, he'd say your name then he'd call you trouble, oh, don't you worry about, so clean but they'd do you dirty, i'm mad for being flirty with you, heard from a bird that you, you're nothing but trouble, just trouble, heard from a bird that you, you're nothing but trouble, just trouble, but i like how low you lay, and i let you in my day, 'cause i like the way you call me baby, heard from a bird that you, you're nothing but trouble, trouble, and i'm still picking up the rubble from my last quake, and i was sitting on the shadow coming from my last break, had to take a second look, then a third then etcetera, he said don't let your eyes get ahead of ya, he called me out, and i was blushing like russians up in the snow, i said i'm sorry made my way to the do', he said no, you fly love, i'm gonna call you my thug, you gon' call me yo man, they gon' call me that thug, like, hope plain and simple we would meet every week or two, light up the reefer tinted window two-seater, ooh, i like his meaner demeanor, it doesn't mean our, worlds can't collide right place right time, right?, i bet my dollar you'd be hated by my father but, loved by a daughter you could father, i said too much, a birdie said you was rough, might break me up like i was what you put in the dutch but, i like how low you lay, and i let you in my day, 'cause i like the way you call me baby, heard from a bird that you you're nothing but trouble, you're just trouble, but i like how low you lay, and i let you in my day, 'cause i like the way you call me baby, heard from a bird that you, you're nothing but. bet my bottom dollar that, bet, bet my bottom dollar that, bet, bet my bottom dollar that