CHERIE AMOUR - trouble! Lyrics

I can't think when I'm off it, yeah I'm on
Talking 'bout your pussy in your music, I just
Yawn
He know what it is, I got him drawn
I've been feelin' great, been feelin' fine
Since he started seein' me, he been too fly
I don't wanna love you, wanna leave you dry
Came and killed the pussy, now it haunts
Now he keep on sendin' me pink hearts

Ain't nothin' but trouble
Ain't nothin' but trouble
Ain't nothin' but trouble
What
Ain't nothin' but trouble
I ain't no ride or die, won't be there through the struggle
And I'm still makin' way more money than my rivals
I just swerved off the lot, my engine a devil
I said, baby, yeah I like you grabbin' my love handles
Long legs, long hair like a model
They love my R&B, they want a sample
Say I treat him like a vehicle, a rental
Cause I don't believe in fairytales or fables
Tell me can you feel my pulse
Goin' too fast in the 911 Porsche
And my feet is on the dash and now life is feelin' short
I'm drunk on my ass and know I don't wanna die tonight