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    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
    The law in this 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
    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 f**kin 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,
    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 the stud
    What's really good,
    I'm about to ruckus like fud
    And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug
    Tied to the f**kin' birmman like a log
    And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
    To you I shall forever give thanks like a billion
    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 pain
    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

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