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.