Lil Wayne - Nothing But Trouble (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Wayne - Nothing But Trouble (en) Lyrics
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I'm facing the bottle for
all of my problems
These Instagram models are
nothing but trouble
She's going away now, I'm
going full throttle
All these Instagram models, I said
they're nothing but trouble
When I met her she was out for love
Yeah, I bought her leather
and some diamond studs
Damn, when I met her
she was molly'd up
Fuck it, I said "Whatever"
cause I'm not a judge
No, all my niggas say
she's not what's up
Uh, I considered it but not enough
Uh, she just wanted to be popular
Uh, she just want ten
thousand followers
Lord, she posted, she
posted, she posted
They like it, they like it, repost it
She party promoting, she hosting
She posing, legs open, provoking
It got my head smoking
I tried to act like I don't notice
Emotions, emotions, emotions, lord
She's going away now (Now it's over)
I'm going full throttle
(You drive me crazy)
All these Instagram models
I said they're nothing but trouble
I had to leave that ho alone
and get my mind right
I had to go talk to my friends,
I had to find Christ
Lord I had to, open up my
eyes and find light
I was so green and all she
wanted was that limelight
Lord I, was so blinded
by her highlights
She had me not checking my
DM's neither my likes
Oh what, you modeling ma?
Knock yourself out
Open my heart to you when
you lock yourself out
When I met her she was posse'd up
In the section holding bottles up
Oh, she just wanted to be popular
Oh she just want ten
thousand followers
I should have known from
the very start
That you weren't after
my foolish heart
No, you liar, liar, liar girl
You got the world thinking
you're a star
But Oh, you're not who you say you are
I'm dying, dying, dying, girl
I'm facing the bottle
(I'm sipping and lighted and dipping
in line, but I'm coping)
For all of my problems (I'm too open)
These Instagram models
(Glad I left her)
Are nothing but trouble (But
I don't know her Lord)
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