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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 nigga slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich But they be like g-g-g-god dammit, pause This nigga park it fatter than santa claus (ohhh) This nigga career big like some granny drawers Hadda get a piano to put his grammy on SongtexteYeah, bulgari, bentley, escalade, beamer, mini-coop?, , escapade, f**k her bad, make it rain, lamborghini I gon' cover shit up like a transfered I give a damn if you seen me I'm a did what I does I ain't doin shit wrong like no 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 Aus Songtexte Mania