T-Pain — Disa My Ting

[Verse 1: T-Pain] Welcome to epicness, I’m so dope and it’s effortless Yeah I’m tryna brag and boast If you looking for the shit nigga step in this Disa my ting, hoes in back room kissing my ring Ready for the day, hit me with the Visine Getting to the money, counting up the ice cream Me a baller boy, she with me, you better not call her boy I'mma pass her round to all my boys Cause she want the nuts like Almond Joy Yeah, price tag don’t matter If it ain’t about money then it’s just chit chatter Bank account steady climbing up the ladder You can literally see all of my pockets getting fatter But I’m over your head Southern folk prolly getting swole in the head But your girlfriend calling, wait Something just broke in the bed Nappy boy, win squad, nigga that’s my team Balling, stunting, drinking, smoking, nigga Disa my ting! [Hook: KK Holliday] Disa my sound an ah me have di crown 'Cause disa my ting An ah me start the style, an ah me drive dem wild 'Cause disa my ting If you waah make ah money then yuh affi work fah mi 'Cause disa my ting Dem all want fi stop me, but dem ah just copy Cause disa my ting Here we go, hurry up, hurry up Fuck nigga, disa my ting Bitch nigga, disa my ting Pussy hole, disa my ting Disa my ting, disa my ting [Verse 2: T-Pain] Pimping since been pimp ass nigga Whipping expensive whips ass nigga They be tryna hold me but they know I got a Rolex that’ll make your fucking wrist go limp my nigga You a zip my nigga, I bet your pocket full of lint my nigga Errybody knows that I put it on these hoes Got it sounding like a motherfucking chimp, my nigga Welcome to the jungle dog, Balenciaga by the bundles dog My bitch got to put a helmet on My wide receiver don’t fumble balls I’m rich as fuck and y’all like that shit Smoke good nigga, light that spliff Throwing money in the club, make it right back bitch And I’m drinking like I don’t know what a nightcap is Cause I ball too much, money too heavy and I’m [?] crutch Get a quarter pound of the kush, fuck around later on put it all in the dutch Nappy boy, win squad, nigga that’s my team Balling, stunting, drinking, smoking, nigga Disa my ting! [Hook: KK Holliday] Disa my sound an ah me have di crown 'Cause disa my ting An ah me start the style, an ah me drive dem wild 'Cause disa my ting If you waah make ah money then yuh affi work fah mi 'Cause disa my ting Dem all want fi stop me, but dem ah just copy Cause disa my ting Here we go, hurry up, hurry up Fuck nigga, disa my ting Bitch nigga, disa my ting Pussy hole, disa my ting Disa my ting, disa my ting [Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall] Yo fuck boy disa my ting When the girl dem see me Dem say this is my king Ay boy mi no really care If you no like him T Pain ah mi dog, big up the Vikings Physics couldn’t see me when I’m on a mission No sidekick, just a nigga with a trigger and a cool head Pause for the cause, I’m a boss for the boss I’m an OG with a G tucked in my drawers I’m ahead of my time, with an animal rhyme Like [?] when it’s Busta Rhymes Got to finesse all my lines, got to impress all the dimes When they see me right away they know disa my ting I don’t play no games, yo this is my ring Champion team, autograph the jersey Melt them bars like Hershey Lot of mercy, purse me, just don’t push me Don’t make me lift up your skirt, expose your nature I don’t rate ya, to me your garbage Couple bodyguards, don’t make it the hardest Artist, no sir, just a punk in a fur I’m a hunk, and I don’t smoke skunk, just murder The bass been in your trunk, clip your wing If a pussy wanna test [?], disa my ting [Hook: KK Holliday] Disa my sound an ah me have di crown 'Cause disa my ting An ah me start the style, an ah me drive dem wild 'Cause disa my ting If you waah make ah money then yuh affi work fah mi 'Cause disa my ting Dem all want fi stop me, but dem ah just copy Cause disa my ting Here we go, hurry up, hurry up Fuck nigga, disa my ting Bitch nigga, disa my ting Pussy hole, disa my ting Disa my ting, disa my ting