Nappy boy!
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-huh
Thr33 Ringz
Yeah, we the cla** clowns jump shoot
3rd time around dawg.
If I was just to step in the ring
& outta the box
Would everybody be on my...
Or will I stop?
Say hello to my little friend, hey
Styles change up like lil kim face
I let my heat swing T-Pain so actin' homie
The way the beat bump n***as try to get proactiv on me, damn
But I done cleared the rumors
Everything in the open
Now you know how big the room is
Tell em what the truth is
They can't handle it
They think a n***a slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich
But they be like g-g-g-god damn it, pause
This n***a (??)
This n***a career big like some granny drawers
Hadda get a piano to put his grammy on
Yeah, ferrari, bentley, escalade, beamer, mini-coop, cut the checks, let's get paid f** a b**h, make it rain, lamborghini
I gon' cover sh** up like a transfer-tini
I give a damn if you seen me I'm a did what I does
I ain't doin sh** wrong like I'm kissin' my cousin
I know you wanna hear somethin' different.
Ain't you tired of his sh**?
Ain't you curious about this sh**?
Even if you picked this sh** up from a distance at least stand still for a second & listen.
I'm tellin' you now it ain't a thing
I got the bling bling of a rapper but I sing
So Welcome To Thr33 Ringz.