This love is so dangerous, but I kinda like the thrillIt's like a sugar rush, it's all in the way you make me feelI didn't see you coming, but you broke me downCause you got some nerve about to walk a blockI know you're bald-headed and your tattoo's one smilingGotta admit you're fly, and I love it how you talk, babeGetting all in my mind, running game like a field playI didn't see you coming, but you broke me downCause you got some nerve about to walk a blockI know you're bald-headed and your tattoo's one smilingThis ain't no ordinary boyThis ain't no ordinary boySee the funny thing about youYou got me doing things I wouldn't doYou ain't no ordinary boyYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleI, deep down know I should be goodI ain't blind, you're the kind of guyThat always got all these girls running after youDo I entertain or play with you or just be cool?Cause you got some nerve about to walk a blockI know you're bald-headed and your tattoo's one smilingDon't slip, I think I'm about to fallSo close, wrapped up in the heat of it allI'm having fantasies of how it's gonna beCause you got some nerve about to walk a blockI know you're bald-headed and your tattoo's one smilingThis ain't no ordinary boyThis ain't no ordinary boySee the funny thing about youYou got me doing things I wouldn't doYou ain't no ordinary boyYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleGot Hitty in the cup, Jenny know what's upShe with a real one, not pretending to be toughGot three cases, might have a warrant I don't know aboutBeef I don't know about, weed I can't go withoutMy money used to pal every beginning of the monthUnconditional love in the beginning, it was lustHustler, shooter was a dealer on the blockNow my future's on top, no longer dealing with the dotsI don't go nowhere without the hammerLike I heard Lil Boosie was out in LouisianaGot friends in the feds, some dead over drugs*** with me is high risk, but still she in loveWe in love, babyBenny Medina might wanna pay me to leave hereA bad for your image, the ghetto menacing divaCause sons say Nas is trouble, we all inJust ignore them, nice guys is boring, I got youYou ain't no ordinary boyThis ain't no ordinary boySee the funny thing about youYou got me doing things I wouldn't doYou ain't no ordinary boyYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be troubleYou gon' be trouble