I’m Me - Lil Wayne ft. Lil Wayne

The hottest under the sun (who dat?)

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

Bitch, 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 (who dat?)

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man

And you already know that, pimpin'

Cash Money Records, where dreams come true

(Who dat?) Somebody gon die tonight

And you already know that, pimpin'

Aye, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang