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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) Letras de cancionesI'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) (Junior! 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 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!) 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 From Letras Mania