Trouble in Paradise (f/Nikke Kixx King Tee)

Nefertiti

Composed by: DJ Pooh/King Tee/M.A.C./Nefertiti/Mark Snowboy Cotgrove/Nikki Kixx
Intro: Nikke Kixx 

Uhh yo Trouble this is for you G 
Some crazy shit but I gotta do what I gotta do 

Verse One: Nikke Kixx 

Her booty bang bang gotta keep the flow 
so you know my girl Trouble 
Always on the elevated motivated kind of level 
Cause down down to the ground as I feel when I heard the news 
Guess I got the blues bust the next move 
I check, then I wreck, then I got upset 
Couldn't fade the fact, she would never be back 
Damn... I fell to my knees 
and I asked the Lord please; then I boo-hooed 
waitin for the big suit, so what's the next move, huh? 
While I reminesce, while I reminesce, yeah 
From show to show to show to show, ya know 
My girl Trouble yup, always kept such a fat flow 
Gotta get a grip, gotta get a grip, uhh 
And I will always make you mine, in time 
this is for you G, the T-to-the-R-to-the-O 
to-the-U-to-the-B-to-the-L-E, rest in peace 
And I'm kickin it for you in ninety-three 
Here I go, here I go 

Verse Two: King Tee 

Not to get the eyballs drippin 
But when They Reminesce Over You, I be trippin 
It seems like two days back 
We was chillin in the studio, peepin out a track 
Talkin on the blahzay blah tip 
Yo, here comes Trouble with the hit 
Not too many could last 
They flunked when Trouble talked class 
They say God works mysterious 
...but I'm curious 
It's like a tasket a tisket, girl you ain't missed shit 
Tryin to get a meal ticket and stay fit 
I know you're upstairs chillin 
And when you was here you made a killin 
Rest easy in peace, don't be agitated 
From King Tee, it's dedicated 

Chorus: Big Mac 

We're gonna miss you Trouble, we're gonna miss you (repeat 8X) 

Verse Three: Nefertiti 

Trouble, Trouble, Trouble 
Back in the days, and ahh we used to rage and ahh 
so put the pages, I fight back the tears and cry 
Not singin no sad song,just lettin out my feelings 
cause umm, Trouble's gone whether who's right or wrong 
I'm comin at cha 
Ya see what I mean, it's left to me to pave the way 
I walk the walk and steady leavin back my state of mind 
Tryin to recreate the scene and wonderin why 
Call Motown, let em know we doin a Trouble song 
The posse's deep we growin stronger than stronger than strong 
It's a deep thang, if you can't hang, don't try to swang 
You're not able to see you could never be down with me 
We're doin a song to blow our horns, yo it's not to mourn 
Consider me bein born, but over your death I'm torn 
So good everlasting, I'll shout it out 
I'm thinkin of past things you said that helped and watched me out 
West coast mobbin, niggaz that thought that we was nothin 
Pooh makes funky tracks it's the chronic so keep on puffin it 
Teela's got That Triflin Album that them niggaz be lovin 
Yo-Yo's still real loco, gettin them speedin tickets 
And kickin them funky lyrics 
I'm keepin the vibes alive, I gotta keep them vibes alive 
I hope you watch me strive.. the rest of the time alive 
I keep the spirit in my hand, I hope the record shall slam 
Damn, I'm thinkin about Trouble, MC Trouble
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