I'm Me

Lil Wayne

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    The hottest... under the sun... (who that)
    Ain't nobody fucking with me man
    Ay ay ay ay, you already know that pimping (you)
    Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
    Fuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonight
    (Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimping
    Ay its Cash Money Records man, a lawless game

    Un-fucking-believeable Lil' Waynes 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 Federlin
    It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money till the death of him
    The ground shall break when they bury him, bury him
    I know one day they gotta bury him
    Better lock my casket tight baby, so I don't let the devil in
    Nigga, it's just me and my guitar, yea bitch I'm heavy metaling
    You can get the fucking Led Zepplin
    Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
    And we hold court and take your life for a settlement
    Yes, I'm the best! And no, I ain't positive, I'm definate
    I know the game like I'm reffing it
    This is The Carter, The Carter 3, the New Testament
    And I'm the god and this is what I bless 'em with

    [Hook:]
    Bitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
    Baby I'm me, so who you? Ur not me, you're not me
    And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire
    I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, yea

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    Junior... brrr
    It's Cash Money over everything
    It's in my blood I feel it running 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 stay on my floor at Cash Money like a rug
    Tied to the fucking Birdman like a lug
    And Dear Mister Ronald williams...
    To you, I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
    Cash Money Million, heir to the throne
    Going at they heads like hair in a comb
    Sitting by the window I just stare at the storm
    Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
    Yo, money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses
    And I will take on that shit as the lord, as my witness
    And you all have witnessed, but I have not finished
    So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen

    [Hook:]
    Bitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
    Baby I'm me, so who you? Ur not me, you're not me
    And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire
    I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'm still a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitch

    Last year they had the Grammys and left me in Miami
    Sleeping on a nigga like I'm wrapping in my jammies
    I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping 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 wit me I will peel like the house's paint
    Lets go, Niggas doubt wont see me cause I'm better and bold
    The only time I wear depends is when I'm 70 years old
    Thats when I cant hold my shit within, so I shit on myself
    Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else
    I'm tryna tell you, like I'm saying sumthin
    I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuffs
    And there Ain't nothing gonna stop me so just envy it
    Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit

    [Hook:]
    Yea I'm me, I'm me, bitch I'm me
    Baby I'm me, so who you? fuck you, you not me
    And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire
    I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I am a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitch

    The hottest... under the sun... (who that)
    Ain't nobody fucking with me man
    Ay ay ay ay, you already know that pimping
    Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
    Fuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonight
    (Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimping
    Yo it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless game

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    Composición: Lil Wayne, Lenny y Dj Nasty

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