T-Pain Welcome To Thr33 Ringz Intro song lyrics

nappy boy (nappy boyyy)

whoo!

uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-huh

three ringz

yeah, we the class clowns jump shoot

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 lil friend, hey

styles change up like lil kim face

i let my heat swing t-pain so actin homie

the way the beat bump niggas try to get proactiv on me (damnn)

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 nigga slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich

but they be like g-g-g-god dammit, pause

this nigga pocket fatter than santa claus (ohhh)

this nigga 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 fuck a bitch, make it rain, lamborghini

i gon' cover shit up like a transfer-tini

i give a damn if you seen me ima did what i does

i ain't doin shit wrong like im 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 this 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 three ringz