KK Holliday - Disa My Ting lyrics

[Verse 1 – T-Pain] Welcome to epicness, I'm so dope and it's effortless Yeah I'm tryna brag and boast If you looking for the sh** n***a step in this Disa my ting, hoes in back room kissing my ring Ready for the day, hit me with the Visine Getting to the money, counting up the ice cream Me a baller boy, she with me, you better not call her boy I'mma pa** her round to all my boys Cause she want the nuts like Almond Joy Yeah, price tag don't matter If it ain't about money then it's just chit chatter Bank account steady climbing up the ladder You can literally see all of my pockets getting fatter But I'm over your head Southern folk prolly getting swole in the head But your girlfriend calling, wait Something just broke in the bed Nappy boy, win squad, n***a that's my team Balling, stunting, drinking, smoking, n***a Disa my ting! [Hook – KK Holliday] Disa my sound an ah me have di crown Cause disa my ting An ah me start the style, an ah me drive dem wild Cause disa my ting If you waah make ah money then yuh affi work fah mi Cause disa my ting Dem all want fi stop me, but dem ah just copy Cause disa my ting Here we go, hurry up, hurry up f** n***a, disa my ting b**h n***a, disa my ting p**y hole, disa my ting Disa my ting, disa my ting [Verse 2 – T-Pain] Pimping since been pimp a** n***a Whipping expensive whips a** n***a They be tryna hold me but they know I got a Rolex that'll make your f**ing wrist go limp my n***a You a zip my n***a, I bet your pocket full of lint my n***a Errybody knows that I put it on these hoes Got it sounding like a motherf**ing chimp, my n***a Welcome to the jungle dog, Balenciaga by the bundles dog My b**h got to put a helmet on My wide receiver don't fumble balls I'm rich as f** and y'all like that sh** Smoke good n***a, light that spliff Throwing money in the club, make it right back b**h And I'm drinking like I don't know what a nightcap is Cause I ball too much, money too heavy and I'm [?] crutch Get a quarter pound of the kush, f** around later on put it all in the dutch Nappy boy, win squad, n***a that's my team Balling, stunting, drinking, smoking, n***a Disa my ting! [Hook] [Verse 3 – Kardinal Offishall] Yo f** boy disa my ting When the girl dem see me Dem say this is my king Ay boy mi no really care If you no like him T Pain ah mi dog, big up the Vikings Physics couldn't see me when I'm on a mission No sidekick, just a n***a with a trigger and a cool head Pause for the cause, I'm a boss for the boss I'm an OG with a G tucked in my drawers I'm ahead of my time, with an animal rhyme Like [?] when it's Busta Rhymes Got to finesse all my lines, got to impress all the dimes When they see me right away they know disa my ting I don't play no games, yo this is my ring Champion team, autograph the jersey Melt them bars like Hershey Lot of mercy, purse me, just don't push me Don't make me lift up your skirt, expose your nature I don't rate ya, to me your garbage Couple bodyguards, don't make it the hardest Artist, no sir, just a punk in a fur I'm a hunk, and I don't smoke skunk, just murder The ba** been in your trunk, clip your wing If a p**y wanna test [?], disa my ting [Hook]