[Intro:] The hottest… under the sun Whose… dat Ain’t nobody fucking with me, man And you already know that, pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true Fuck up my dreams, somebody gon die tonight And you already know that, pimpin Hey it’s Cash Money Records man A lawless game
[Verse 1:] 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 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 gotta bury him But I 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 metal-ing You can get to fuckin Led Zeppelin Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen And we hold court, take your life for the 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 Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the new testament And I’m the god, and this is what I bless them with
[Hook:] Bitch, I’m me, I’m me, I’m me, 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 motha fuckin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain’t fair, but I don’t care I’m a motha fuckin Cash Money millionaire
[Verse 2:] Junior 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 missle like the scud What’s really good, I’m about ‘dat ruckus like fud 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, hier to the throne Going at the head like hair in a comb Sittin by the window, I just stare at the storm Knowin’ I’m a get through it like hair in a comb Young money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses And I will take the treasure with 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
[Hook:] Bitch I’m me I’m me, I’m me, I’m me, 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 motha fuckin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain’t fair, but I don’t care I’m still a motha fuckin Cash Money millionaire
[Verse 3:] Last year they had the grammys and left me in Miami Sleeping on a nigga like I’m rapping 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 with me, I will peel like the house’s paint Let’s go, niggas don’t see me cause I’m better and bold The only time I will depend is when I’m seventy 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 shitting on everybody else I’m tryna tell you like I’m saying something I’m from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff And there ain’t nothin gonna stop me So just envy it, hey, I’ll accept a friendly quit. (ha) yea
[Hook:] Btch I’m me, I’m me, 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 motha fuckin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain’t fair, but I don’t care I am a motha fuckin Cash Money millionaire
[Outro:] The hottest… under the sun Whose… dat Ain’t nobody fucking 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 Hey it’s Cash Money Records man A lawless game.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
