DJ Nasty - I'm Me lyrics

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DJ Nasty - I'm Me lyrics

[Intro] The hottest under the sun Who dat? Ain't nobody f**ing with me, man And you already know that, pimpin' Cash Money Records, where dreams come true f** up my dream Somebody gon' die tonight And you already know that, pimpin' Ay, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang [Verse 1] Un-f**ing-believable Lil Wayne's the president f** 'em, f** 'em, f** '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 b**h Call me Kevin Federline It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money Til the d**h 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, b**h, I'm heavy metallin' You can get the f**ing Led Zeppelin n***as is b**hes, b**hes, 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 reffing it This is Tha Carter Tha Carter 3 The New Testament And I'm the God And this is what I bless 'em with [Hook] b**h, 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 motherf**ing Cash Money Millionaire I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm a motherf**ing Cash Money Millionaire Yeah, Junior [Verse 2] It's Cash Money over everythang 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 ruckus like Fudd And I stayed on my flo' at Cash Money, like a rug Tied to the f**ing 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 Going at their 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 Young Money over b**hes My n***as 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 [Hook] b**h, 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 motherf**ing Cash Money Millionaire I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm still a motherf**ing Cash Money Millionaire, b**h [Verse 3] Last year they had the Grammy's And left me in Miami Sleeping on a n***a 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 f** with me I will peel like the house's paint Let's go n***as 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 sh** within So I sh** on myself ‘Cause I'm so sick and tired Of sh**ting 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 nothing gonna stop me So just envy it Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit, haha [Hook] Yea I'm me, I'm me, b**h I'm me Baby I'm me, so who you? f** you, you're not me (hah) And I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm a motherf**ing Cash Money Millionaire I know that ain't fair But I don't care I am a motherf**ing Cash Money Millionaire, b**h [Outro] The hottest... under the sun Who dat Ain't nobody f**ing 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 Ay it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang

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