[Intro] See you guys, you never listen to me! I said there was gonna be trouble but you didn't listen to me! You guys are crazy!
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[Verse 1] There's about to be some mother fucking trouble when i'm stepping out the huddle Got these bitches shaking it like they doing the truffle shuffle All the dudes up in the spot are steady bobbin they head Hanging on to every fucking syllable that I said Got a double shot of whiskey on ice, Tara Lipinski But fuck i've been drinking so much that shit'll barely hit me Pop a zanny and go 0-60 until i'm blacking out Wake up in jail and call my cousin Vinny I'm a skinny guinea, tattoos on my skin? Shit, I got plenty Brain cells in my head? I'm missing many I've lost it already, if you coming at Webby You better come correct or shit, it's right with his head, B Do them like Marie Antoinette, when I slam the set A handsome vet, that's why your girls pants are wet My competition ain't gon even have a chance to sweat Cause now i'm on, and their plans are wrecked!
[Hook] There's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble Homie that's a fact (homie that's a fact) There's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble You can count on that! (you can count on that)
[Verse 2] I'm cold as Mr. Frosty, icicles be falling off me Flowin' potent as the poison that they slipped to king Jeoffrey Wake up and get to work until my cereal is soggy 'cuz i'm... out on my hustle got these haters so salty That their sodium levels are through the roof You would think they were drinking ocean water, really to tell you the truth! I've fuckin had it with these kids that criticize what I do Come and see me, you'll end up on the sole of my shoe 'cuz see at first I as ight, but I got better with practice Now i'm only fucking chicks that look like Jessica Rabbit Shit i've been crazy since I first opened the medicine cabinet Experimented now I got a hell of a habit (na na) Yo i'm kidding I exaggerate the truth, cuz... Mom, if you're listening I swear I don't do drugs! I had my fingers crossed, homie pass the weed And if you want trouble follow me
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[Bridge] Baby i'm a trouble maker That's just always how it's been, ima be one to the end Tell em baby i'm a trouble maker That's just what i am, don't make me say it again
[Verse 3] I've been insane in the head...since I played in a pin Now i'm on the mic, see yo the game has began All my enemies just started shakin' and ran Fuck it ill just let em marinade in the pan Now Ya you know i'm about to eat these mother fuckers with a fork and a spoon One with the force you can feel it when i walk in the room I'm coming out the temple of doom So dirty i need to be swept with a broom My foots up on the peddle and VROOM! The quarterback, yeah of course i'm back Homie and it's more than rap Shit i'm so sharp the microphone's got a sword attached Hey you Luca Brasi's heading where the dolphins at Better bring your motherfucking snorkel maskTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
