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Tono:
C Bet my bottom dollar that You would make my father go
F Mad like seeing double He'd say your name then he’d call
C you trouble, oh
C Don't you worry about So clean but they'd do you dirty
F I’m mad for being flirty with you [Pre-Chorus]
Am G Heard from a bird that you
F You're nothing but trouble
F Just trouble
Am G Heard from a bird that you
F You're nothing but trouble
F Just trouble [Chorus]
Am G But I like how low you lay
F And I let you in my day 'Cause I like the way you call me baby
Am G Heard from a bird that you
F You're nothing but trouble
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Trouble [Verse 2]
C And I'm still picking up the rubble from my last quake And I was sitting on the shadow coming from my last break
F Had to take a second look, then a third then etcetera
Fm He said don't let your eyes get ahead of ya He called me out
C And I was blushing like Russians up in the snow
C I said I'm sorry made my way to the do’ He said no
F You fly love, I’m gonna call you my thug You gon' call me yo man
G They gon’ call me that thug
C Like, hope plain and simple we would meet every week or two Light up the reefer tinted window two-seater, ooh
F I like his meaner demeanor
F It doesn't mean our Worlds can't collide right place right time, right?
C I bet my dollar you'd be hated by my father but
C Loved by a daughter you could father I said too much
F A birdie said you was rough Might break me up like I was what you put in the dutch but [Chorus]
Am I like how low you lay
G And I let you in my day
F ’Cause I like the way you call me baby
Am G Heard from a bird that you you're
F nothing but trouble You're just trouble
Am But I like how low you lay
G And I let you in my day
F 'Cause I like the way you call me baby
Am Heard from a bird that you
G F You're nothing but... [Otro]
C Bet my bottom dollar that
C Bet, bet my bottom dollar that
C Bet, bet my bottom dollar that
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