Taste Like Trouble - JanaMatula F.t. InnerArt (Remix)

[InnerArt] You taste like… trouble (ahh…) I look like a choice. (mm…) You know better… I know that voice. (ugh…) Say we’re leaving… then lock the door. (ahh…) We don’t want love… (mm-mm…) we want one mistake more. (ahh… ahh…) [Jana] Babe you call it a mistake I call it a choice One I’d gladly make Just from hearing that voice Trouble is my favorite taste So don’t let it go to waste I’ll lather you up In what you call trouble [InnerArt] You taste like… trouble (ahh…) I look like a choice. (mm…) You know better… I know that voice. (ugh…) Say we’re leaving… then lock the door. (ahh…) We don’t want love… (mm-mm…) we want one mistake more. (ahh… ahh…) [Jana] I like it a little toxic Yeah babe… a dash of crazy A dash of hot Maybe a little spicy Trouble’s starting to taste Pretty damn good tonight Especially coming off Those soft sweet ass lips of yours (uhh… ahh…) (mm… ahh…) [InnerArt — Verse] Hands on… behaving off. One touch… not enough. (uhh…) Shivering down my spine… Your trouble looks good on mine. (ahh…) Red lights… half-closed eyes. No promises… no alibis. You call it wrong… I call your bluff. (mm…) If this is trouble… come close enough. [Jana] Hands on… Behaving off. One mistake… Never enough. (uhh… ahh…) Still leaving? Lock the door. You taste like… trouble (ahh…) I look like a choice. (mm…) You know better… I know that voice. (ugh…) Say we’re leaving… then lock the door. (ahh…) We don’t want love… (mm-mm…) we want one mistake more. (ahh… ahh…) [Jana] One mistake… One more… (uhh… ahh…)