Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Me

The hottest, hottest the sun
Ain't nobody with me, man
You know that, pimpin', yeah
Cash Records, where dreams come true
Fuck up my dreams, goin' die tonight
You know that, pimpin'
Hey, it's Cash Money Records man, a game

Unfuckin' believable, Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, 'em even if they celibate
I know the is crazy
It's more than it's ever been
I'm to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federline

It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money the death of him
The ground shall break they bury him, bury him
I know one day they gotta him
But I lock my casket baby, so I don't let the devil in

People, just me and my guitar, yeah, bitch I'm heavy metaling
You can get to Led Zeppelin
Niggas is bitches, bitches, I they full of estrogen
And we hold court, your life for the settlement

Yes, I'm the best, and no I ain't positive, I'm
I know the like I'm reffing it
is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the new testament
And I'm the God, and this is what I them with

Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I care
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash millionaire, yeah

Junior, it's Cash Money over
It's in my blood I feel it in every vein
I'm from the mud, I am a like the scud
What's really good, I'm to ruckus like fud

And I stay on my and Cash Money like a rug
to the fuckin' Birdman like a log
And dear Mr. Ronald
To you I shall forever give thanks like a

Money million, heir to the throne
Going at their heads like hair in a
Sittin' by the window, I stare at the stone
I might get through it like hair in a comb

Know money over bitches, my niggas my sisters
And I will or trash it with the Lord as my witness
And you all have witnessed, but I am not
So keep your mouth closed and let eyes listen

I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, so who you? not me, you're not me
And I know that fair, but I don't care
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money
I know that ain't fair, but I don't
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, bitch

Last year they had the Grammys and left me in
Sleeping on a like I'm rapping in my jammies
I'm rapping you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies
Mel flew Lethal Weapon, book 'em Danny

I'm a monster I you, monster Wayne
I have just the key to the house of pain
Now I'm stuck here to deal the house's pain
Fuck with me, I peel like the house's paint

Let's go, niggas don't see me 'cause I'm better both
The only time I will depend is when I'm years old
when I can't hold my shit within so I shit on myself
'Cause I'm so sick and tired of on everybody else

I'm tryna you like I'm saying something
I'm from the dirty the bottom of my pants cuff
And ain't nothin' gonna stop me
So just envy it, hey, I'll accept a friendly
Ha,

I'm me, I'm me, bitch, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, so who Fuck you, you're not me
And I know ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't
I am a Cash Money millionaire, bitch

The hottest, hottest the sun
Ain't nobody fuckin' me, man
You know that, pimpin'
Cash Money Records, dreams come true
goin' die tonight
You know that, pimpin'
Hey, Cash Money Records man, a lawless game