Troublemaker (Hello World) lyrics

by

T-Pain


[Intro: T-Streets]
Uh
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker
I ain't a peacemaker, I'm a peace taker
I'm very destructive, watch me break ya
Yeah, I love to smell that blood
b*tch call me nice devil
What the hell that was, yeah
And you can call me Young Money Streets
And you can see me for all the Young Money beef
I'm the troublemaker
Troublemaker, ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Call me Mr. Kill-'Em-All, b*tch n*gga, don't get involved
Shoot you on the front porch and knock you to the backyard
Knock your f*cking back off, knock your top rack off
You just see Jill on the hill, I knocked Jack off
But this ain't nursery, this is brain surgery
Ski mask on my bullets, let 'em commit brain burglary
Emergency, it's an emergency
Someone in all black left the whole scene burgundy
Kamikaze, you can try me, I'ma shoot you
When the gun in this position, you can call it Kama Sutra
I'ma c*ck and do it like a motherf*ckin' rooster
You pus*y, boy, I'm your mutherf*ckin' douche, ya
Haha, better run like Bobbie Boucher
It's Weezy, baby, it's time to induce ya
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
You think you're really safe in here
Stand up, we about to take it there
And when we do, we come for you to take your body
Where nobody else with eyes can see
And I told them don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t

[Verse 2: Jae Millz]
Yo
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin'...
I come to your office, you playin' with my f*ckin paper
I flip your desk, grip your neck, strong arm it
n*gga, I'm the Gucc, we [?]
This 9-double-M tucked to f*ck your whole event up
[?] on the wall like a pin-up (Yes sir)
You n*ggas run for cover, I'm the one they run from
Comin' soon, f*ck sh*t Up 101
([?] troublemaker)

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
Here, I am, Gudda Gudda, I'm the...
The knife is on me just in case I gotta cut a hater
I will start sh*t, and I'm gon' finish it
Troublemaker, f*ck a hater, put him out his misery
b*tch, I got more guns than a pawn shop
Kill you and bury your man and lay you on top
Two homos, victim of the 4-4
Fake n*ggas better get low
I'm the motherf*ckin' troublemaker
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
You think you're really safe in here
Stand up, we about to take it there
And when we do, we come for you to take your body
Where nobody else with eyes can see
And I told them don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Yeah
Uh
Three-eighty with the potato on the head
Leave ya lookin' like you got a crater on ya head
I'm tryna stay off of the radar of the Feds
Shhh, you got a red laser on your head
Yeah, I know what you are now
Bunch of pus*y ass n*ggas with your drawers down
Yeah, and when I, and when I draw down
You see them puss' ass n*ggas with they drawers brown
Huh, Young Money life takers
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Troublemaker, yeah, yeah
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin'...
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin'...
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin'...
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker
Hey, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker
Hey, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker
Yeah, I'm your motherf*ckin' troublemaker
Hello world, I'm your motherf*ckin'...
[?] don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
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