Nappy Boy, Thr33 Ringz
Yeah, class clowns jump, third time around y'all
If I was just to step in the ring and outta the box
Would everybody be on my or will I stop?
Say hello to my lil' friend, hey styles change up like Lil' Kim
Fake, I let my heat swing, T-Pain so active homey
The way the beat bump niggaz try to get Proactiv on me, damn
But I done cleared the rumors, everythin' in the open
Now you know how big the room is
Tell 'em what the truth, they can't handle it
They thank a nigga's slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich
But they be like g-g-goddamn it, pause
This nigga pocket fatter than Santa Claus, oh
Had to get a piano to put his Grammy on
Yeah, Ferrari, Bentley, Escalade
Beemer, Bentley Coupe, cut the checks, let's get paid
Fuck a Vette, make it rain, Lamborghini
I don't cover shit up like a transfer-tini
I give a damn if you see me I'ma did what I does
I ain't doin' shit wrong like I'm kissin' my cousin
I know you wanna hear somethin' different
Ain't you tired of his shit? Ain't you curious about this shit?
Even if you picked the shit up from a distance
At least stand still for a second and 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
Yeah, class clowns jump, third time around y'all
If I was just to step in the ring and outta the box
Would everybody be on my or will I stop?
Say hello to my lil' friend, hey styles change up like Lil' Kim
Fake, I let my heat swing, T-Pain so active homey
The way the beat bump niggaz try to get Proactiv on me, damn
But I done cleared the rumors, everythin' in the open
Now you know how big the room is
Tell 'em what the truth, they can't handle it
They thank a nigga's slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich
But they be like g-g-goddamn it, pause
This nigga pocket fatter than Santa Claus, oh
Had to get a piano to put his Grammy on
Yeah, Ferrari, Bentley, Escalade
Beemer, Bentley Coupe, cut the checks, let's get paid
Fuck a Vette, make it rain, Lamborghini
I don't cover shit up like a transfer-tini
I give a damn if you see me I'ma did what I does
I ain't doin' shit wrong like I'm kissin' my cousin
I know you wanna hear somethin' different
Ain't you tired of his shit? Ain't you curious about this shit?
Even if you picked the shit up from a distance
At least stand still for a second and 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
