I'm Me

Album: The Leak (2008)
Charted: 97
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  • The hottest under the sun
    Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man
    And you already know that, pimpin'
    Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
    Fuck up my dream, somebody gon' die tonight
    And you already know that, pimpin'
    Aye, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang

    Un-fucking-believable! Lil Wayne's the president
    Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
    I know the game is crazy, it's more 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 got to bury him
    Better lock my casket tight, baby, so I don't let the devil in
    People, it's just me and my guitar
    Yeah, bitch, I'm heavy metallin'
    You can get the fuckin' Led Zeppelin
    Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
    And we hold court and take your life for a settlement
    Yes, I am the best and no, I ain't positive, I'm definite
    I know the game like I'm reffin' it
    This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, 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
    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 a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire
    Yeah, Junior

    It's Cash Money over everythang
    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 ruckus like Fudd
    And I stayed on my flo' 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
    Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
    Young Money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses
    And I will take a dasher as the Lord is my witness
    And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished
    So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen

    Bitch, I'm 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!
    Niggas don't wanna 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 everybody else
    I try to tell you like I'm sayin' somethin'
    I'm from the Dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff
    And now nothin' gonna stop me, so just envy it
    Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit, ha ha

    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'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, bitch!

    The hottest under the sun
    Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man
    And you already know that, pimpin'
    Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
    Somebody gon die tonight
    And you already know that, pimpin'
    Aye, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang Writer/s: Dwayne Carter, Johnny Mollings, Leonardo Mollings
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Diamond from Sauk Village , Ili love this song
  • Alejandro from Sacramento, CaJust like M. Phelps-i always listen to Lil Wayne including this song!
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