Nappy boy (nappy boyyy)
Whoo
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-huh
Three ringz
Yeah we the class clowns jumpin' ship
Third time around dawg
If i was just to step in the ring
And outta the box
Would errbody be on my
Or will i stop
Say hello to my left friend hey
Styles change up like lip kimp
Face it i let my heat swing t-pain so actin homie
The way the beat bump niggas try to get proactive on me (damnn)
But i done cleared the rumors
Everything in the open
Now you know how big the room is
Tell her what the truth is
They can't handle it
They're like a ni**a slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich
But they be like g-g-g-god dammit pause
This ni**a park it fatter than santa claus (ohhh)
This ni**a career big like some granny drawers
Hadda get a piano to put his grammy on
Yeah bulgari bentley escalade beamer mini-coop
Escapade f**k her bad make it rain lamborghini
I gon' cover sh*t up like a transfered
I give a damn if you seen me ima did what i does
I ain't doin sh*t wrong like no kissin' my cousin
I know you wanna hear somethin different
Ain't you tired of his sh*t
Ain't you curious about this sh*t
Even if you picked this sh*t 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 three ringz
