Rappa Ternt Sanga
T-Pain Lyrics

Ay that's how it go man
This is just how life is, man.

Shit I'm just a rappa ternt sanga man (what you is dog)
I am a rapper turned singer, man. What are you?

I'm just a rappa ternt sanga man
I used to be known only as a rapper, but now I sing too.

Ay what you is dog
What do you do for a living?

Don't even worry bout it
It's not that important, don't worry about it.

Ay, naw let me tell you a little story
Let me share a story with you.

And then one day he said to himself
One day he realized.

You know a man has to change
A man needs to evolve.

So now he a rappa, a sanga, a danca, a romancer
He's not just a rapper anymore, he can dance and sing and woo women too.

Man cancer can't be way more to serious
This is really important to him, it's like a matter of life and death.

I'm tryna drop this real but they ain't hearin this
He's trying to create meaningful music but it's not being appreciated.

They fearin' this
People are afraid of something new.

Used to all that shit they hear on the radio
People are used to hearing the same type of music on the radio.

I bet you I can stay here or somebody
He's confident that he'll make an impact on the music scene.

So we came up, not givin' a fuck
They made it big by not caring what others thought of them.

Got niggas lil' ladies
He's got the attention of many young women.

Droppin' they panties
The women are so excited that they're removing their underwear.

Smackin' they fannies, sayin' his name
The women are slapping their rears and shouting his name in excitement.

So I'm playin the game they want me to play
He's creating music that the audience wants to hear.

Sayin' everythang they want me to say
His lyrics are what the listeners want to hear.

And I promised home boy
He made a promise to a friend.

If I get back to this rappin'
If he goes back to just rapping.

It won't be today
It won't be anytime soon.

Ain't got time for the rap shit, bap shit
He doesn't have time for basic rap music now.

Make a hand clap shit
The music that just makes people clap their hands isn't for him anymore.

Nappy, nappy, nappy mo nap shit
He's tired of the same old rap music with the same lyrics.

That shit second
That type of music is secondary to him now.

This shit first
This new kind of music is what matters most now.

That shit harder
The old music had more difficulty to it.

This shit worse
According to him, the old music isn't as good as his new style.

And this shit curse me
He has mixed feelings about his new style of music.

And it hurts me to let it go
It's painful to leave the old style of music behind.

But I gotta come back to the sack
He has to return to his roots.

To let these otha niggas know
To let other people in the music industry know.

That its another side of Teddy
This is a new, different side of the artist Teddy.

Another dub side on the machetti
He's got a new sound, different from his previous work.

A fucking prime spot on the Chevy
He's got the best spot on the car (i.e. in the music industry).

The situation gets heavy
This is a serious matter.

So find it in yo heart
He's asking listeners to search their hearts.

To let me put this gang bangin' shit away
Please let me leave behind the violent music from my past.

I've made it up in my mind that I'm a change today
He's determined to make a change in his music today.

A rappa' ternt sanga
He's a rapper turned singer, plain and simple.