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Lil'Wayne - I'm Me (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Lil'Wayne - I'm Me (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Download the ringtone at (More) Lil'Wayne - I'm Me (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com Lil'Wayne - I'm Me Lyrics Intro:] The hottest... under the sun Ain't nobody f**kin with me, man And you already know that, pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true F**k 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-f**kin believable, Little Wayne's the president F**k em, f**k em, f**k 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 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 metal-ing You can get to f**kin Led Zeppelin Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen And we hold court, and 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, You're not me, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire [Verse 2:] Junior It's cash money over everything It's in my blood I feel it runnning in every vein I'm from the mud I am a missle like a scud What's really good, I'm about that ruckers like Fudd And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug Tied to the f**kin' birdman like a log 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 is like hair and a comb Sittin by the window, I just stare at the stone Knowin' I might get through it like hair and a comb Know money over bitches, my niggas trust my sisters And I will take or trash it 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:] That I'm me 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 motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm still a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire (bitch!!!) [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 flew 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**k with me, I will peel like the house's paint Let's go, niggas don't see me cause I'm better than both 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 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:] I'm me, I'm me. Bitch, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, f**k you, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I am a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire (bitch!!!) [Outro:] The hottest... under the sun Ain't nobody f**kin 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 The law in this game (Less)
Lil' Wayne feat Cory Gunz - A Millie (LYRICS PROVIDED) Lil' Wayne feat Cory Gunz singing A Millie from his latest album, The Carter 3.
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LYRICS
I'm Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you can't beat em then you pop em,
You can't man em then you mop em,
You can't stand em then you drop em,
You drop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
I'm millie in here with them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you wheelie pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli... the Vanilli's in here... I'm a rascal don't get whopped,
I get brats who don't give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")
I get tassel, pass you with a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like I'm Akon,
Cause I make cons... Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops I'm kamikaze drop a rock with them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really with the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guinea's with em bigger than a mini and remind I'm...
Illie and it's all off G piece and a P... G walk by beep beep,
With a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep...
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left... Ha
A millionaire I'm a young money millionaire
What chyall really want it naw
Y'all don't really wanna do it
If hip hop is dead I am the embalming fluid
And I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it
Notice I say 'it' cause to me, it ain't shit
Get. it.
Call me whacha like trick?
Call me on my sidekick
Never answer when it's private
Man I hate a shy chick
Don't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
She changed her name to my chick
Hahaha, yea boy that's my girl
And she pops excellent up in waynes world
Totally dude you should
See their faces when they see that
This robot can move
And it's say...
Hahaha, yea
And it go...
That's right
I'm a millionaire I'm a
Young money cash money fast money
Slow money mo' money neva no money
What is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it
Tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I
Killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
It's like, the beat was screamin, murder me
And I'm a, murderer
So I murdered it
And you n***** is what I eatin I'll make sure of it
And he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
Sherbet him, I mean
Shame on him, or her
Cut her father up
This rap thang, this is my race
Gon' take a lap man weezy babys no
Now gon' take a nap man, it's nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time
Weezy... F... yea, ok
They say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
Who dat
Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't bic, but I keep that flame boi
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bottoms
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
Hahaha
And I'd rather be pushing flowers,
Than to be in the penn sharing showers
See Tony told us this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Man, life, just ain't life, without me
Hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me
Young moola baby
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S Carter-Liby Of A Legend Disc 3 
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S Carter-Liby Of A Legend Disc 3
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