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letra de welcome to thr33 ringz - t-pain

[intro]
hit this shorty man
i gotta do this sh-t every night man
i’m so sick of this circus sh-t
so sick, listen to this, everybody clappin an’ sh-t
this n-gg- sangin and sh-t, cause he the ringleader
(why you say all that sh-t n-gg-?)
i’m just sayin, this n-gg- think he the ringleader an’ sh-t
f-ck that motherf-cker!
(i know one thing, if muh’f-ckin pain knew we was out here)
(smokin in his cadillac right outside the tent, this n-gg-‘d be mad as f-ck)
maaaaaan, man f-ck pain, f-ck this clown sh-t
i can’t be a clown (god d-mn n-gg-!)
(i’m sayin i gotta do what i gotta do) f-ck that n-gg- i can’t be a clown
(i got kids n-gg-) n-gg- all we perform for is kids, f-ck this sh-t~!
(this what we do n-gg-)
{hey! hey! n-gg- get your sh-t together we doin a brand new show tonight}
{you n-gg-z stop smokin in my f-ckin cadillac…}
[t-pain]
thr33 ringz, cl-ss clown jump, third time around y’all
if i was just to step in the ring, and out of the box
would everybody be on my… or will i stop
say h-llo 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 b-mp n-gg-z try to get proactiv on me (daaamn!)
but i done (cleared) the rumors
e’rything in the open, now you know how big the room is
tell ’em what the truth, they can’t handle it
they thank a n-gg-‘s slicker than a mayonnaise sandwich
uhh, but they be like g-g-g-god d-mn it, pause!
this n-gg- pockets fatter than santa clause (ohhhhhh~!)
this n-gg- career big like some granny drawers
had to get a piano to put his grammy on
yeah ferrari, bentley, escalade
beemer, bentley coupe, cut the checks, let’s get paid
f-ck a vette, make it rain, lamborghini
i don’t cover sh-t up like a transfer-tini
i give a d-mn if you see me i’ma did what i does
i ain’t doin sh-t wrong like i’m 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 the 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 thr33 ringz!

- t pain

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