Troublemaker Lyrics

[Chorus]

Trouble, trouble, trouble, troublemaker

I like pretty boys that are skaters

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol

I know all the reasons why you never call

Trouble, trouble, trouble, troublemaker

I like pretty boys that are skaters

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol

I know all the reasons why you never call

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol



[Verse 1]

I was on a taxi in the middle of a circus

They tried to catch me for a crime a didn't do on purpose

They tried to catch me on the run

And I had spaghetti my belly full of empty

My belly full of empty

My pockets full of plenty

And they tried to forget me

But my face is two-toned and now you will regret me

But you will not remember that night cause we were drunk

And some went and started fight



[Pre-Chorus]

Taste my gold babe

Taste my gold

Taste my gold babe

Taste my gold

Taste my gold babe

Taste my gold

Taste my colors bitch

Taste my gold



[Chorus]

Trouble, trouble, trouble, troublemaker

I like pretty boys that are skaters

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol

I know all the reasons why you never call

Trouble, trouble, trouble, troublemaker

I like pretty boys that are skaters

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol

I know all the reasons why you never call

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol



[Verse 2]

I was on a taxi in the middle of a circus

They tried catch me for a crime I didn't do on purpose

And now my friends in back of police car, feeling nervous

Fucking crowds of phones around us trying to observe it



[Pre-Chorus]

Taste my gold

Taste my gold babe

Taste my gold

Taste my gold babe

Taste my gold

Taste my Colors bitch

Taste my gold



[Chorus]

Trouble, trouble, trouble, troublemaker

I like pretty boys that are skaters

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol

I know all the reasons why you never call

Trouble, trouble, trouble, troublemaker

I like pretty boys that are skaters

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol

I know all the reasons why you never call

My mouth tastes like cherries and alcohol



[Ending]

Bleed my glitter baby

I'm a fuckin' winner baby

I don't give a Fuck

Weed for dinner baby

I'm your winner baby

Sippin' till I'm stuck

Bleed my glitter baby

I don't give a fuck