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I'm me

by Lil' Wayne

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The hottest (hottest) under the sun (mastermind, dare)
Ain´t nobody fuckin´ with me man (man)
(Ay) ay you already know that, pimpin´ (yeah!)
Cash money breakfast where dreams come true
Fuck up my dreams, somebody goin´ die tonight
A-ay you already know that, pimpin´
Ay it´s Cash Money Records man, a lawless game


Un-fuckin´-believable, Little Wayne´s the President
Fuck ´em, fuck ´em, fuck ´em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy it´s mo´ crazy than it´s ever been
I´m married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federline
It´s obvious that he´ll be Cash Money ´til the death of him
The ground shall break when they bury him, bury him
I know one day they gonna bury him
But I lock my casket tight baby so I don´t let the devil in
Nigga it just me and my guitar, yeah bitch I´m heavy metal
And you can get them fuckin´ Led Zeppelin
Nigga´s as bitches bitches I think they full of estrogen
And we hold court and take your life for settlement
Yes I´m the best, and no I ain´t positive I´m definite
I know the game like I´m reffin´ it
This is the Carter, Tha Carter III, the New Testament
And I´m the god and this is what I bless ´em with
Bitch I´m me (I´m me)
I´m me (I´m me)
I´m me (I´m me)
I´m me (I´m me)
Baby I´m me (I´m me)
So who you (who you)
You´re not me (not me)
You´re not me


And I know that ain´t fair, but I don´t care
I´m a motherfuckin´ cash money millionaire
I know that ain´t fair, but I don´t care
I´m a motherfuckin´ cash money millionaire (yeah)


(Jr! Brrrrrrrrrr)


It´s Cash Money over everything
It´s in my blood, I feel it runnin´ in every vein
I´m from the mud, I am a missile like a SCUD
What´s really good, I´m ´bout that Ruckers like Fudd
And I stayed on my flow at Cash Money like a rug
Tied to the fuckin´ Birdman like a lug
And Dear Mr. Ronald Williams, to you
I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money million, heir to the throne
Goin´ at their heads like hair in a comb
Sittin´ by the window I just stare at the storm
No I might get through it like hair in a comb
Ya´ll money over bitches, my nigga´s trust my senses
And I will take a death shot as the lord as my witness
And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished
So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen


That you´re me
I´m me, I´m me
Baby I´m me, so who you
You´re not me, you´re not me


And I know that ain´t fair, but I don´t care
I´m a motherfuckin´ cash money millionaire
I know that ain´t fair, but I don´t care
I´m still a motherfuckin´ cash money millionaire (bitch!)


Last year they had the Grammy´s, and left me in Miami
Sleepin´ on a nigga like I´m rappin´ in my jammies
I´m rappin´ when you sleep, I was rappin´ when you were in jammies
Mel Gibson flow, Lethal Weapon, book ´em Danny
I´m a monster I tell you, monster Wayne
I have just swallowed the key to the house of pain
Now I´m stuck here to deal with the house´s pain
Fuck with me I will peel like the house´s paint (let´s go!)
Nigga´s don´t all see me ´cause I´m better in bold
The only time I will depend is when I´m 70 years old
That´s when I can´t hold my shit within, so I shit on myself
´Cause I´m so sick and tired of shittin´ on e´erybody else
I tried to tell you like I´m sayin´ somethin´
I´m from the dirty like the bottom of my piss cups
And there ain´t nothin´ goin´ stop me so just envy it
Hey, I´ll accept a friendly quit (ah heh)


Yeah, I´m me
I´m me, bitch I´m me
Baby I´m me, so who you
Fuck you, you´re not me


And I know that ain´t fair, but I don´t care
I´m a motherfuckin´ cash money millionaire
I know that ain´t fair, but I don´t care
I am a motherfuckin´ cash money millionaire (bitch!)


The hottest under the sun
(Brrrrrrrr, dare)
Ain´t nobody fuckin´ with me man
Ay you already know that pimpin´
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
(Brrrrrrrr, dare)
Somebody goin´ die tonight
Ay you already know that pimpin´
Ay it´s Cash Money Records man, a lawless game
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