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Lil' Wayne
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
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
