Every morning while you go to Starbucks to get coffee,
I be at the bank like get this cash me off me,
My car so new, but my money so old,
My grill iced out so my barbecues cold,
3-2-1 blast off you bastards,
Spaceship doors, my garage is NASA,
Hedgehog game, I am much faster,
You are a lizard, I am a raptor,
When I hit the club or the stage I party hard,
Witness hoes naked like everyday was Mardi Gras,
See I'm 17 and I have an accountant,
Your 17 but you get an allowance,
When I see pussy... I'm pounding,
What else would you expect from the joker? Clowning,
Bacon over hear, what you want to drink honey,
Blow stacks so it's like I give head to my money,
I'm a studio geek, earth from net flanders,
Car sits low, chameleon salmander,
Joker beats, lock up sell 3,
White girl trunk stand Marshall Mathers LP,
Even my haters, secretly they felt me,
Last name West, there's nothing you can tell me,
I am super sexy in my black tee or my wife b,
Burn so many trees, Smokey Bear doesn't like me,
Lets be honest, who really wanna fight me,
You can throw balls but I bet you won't strike me,
Look into that future, see me in that Bentley,
Check my bank account, don't I have plenty.
My hoes won't fuck you, they're so stingy,
I would acknowledge you, but I'm not friendly,
Boys N The Hood flow, South Central rhyme,
Godfather delievery, Scarface mind,
Basically what I'm saying, is I'm one of a kind,
If you thinking bout battling me, ya thinking bout dying,
Fakes, phony, please stop trying,
I parade my gangster, what are you implying,
She can feel my bone all on her spine,
Orgasm back spasms, she straight crying,
I fuck with ladies, I won't even watch whores,
Don't shake hands, cause you prolly didn't wash yours,
This shit is easy, I could do it in my slumber,
And I make so much money, I should have a pin number,
Dumb and Dumber, where is your hunger,
Veggie eating bitch, here's my cucumber,
Close your mouth, listen to me thunder,
I am a pirate, I'm throwing my plunder,
Black Pearl gangster, south side legend,
You gonna need a notebook for all these lessons,
Teacher, preacher, deacon, reverend,
Whole damn kenmore in my bezzle,
I am the greatest there will ever be,
Me to the rap game, is like fatback to peas,
Chopper, semi, cocking, blasting,
I flip birds, blue jay gymnastics,
Street cred test, I motherfuckin past it,
Atleast 20 grand in one of these elastics,
I really don't like when haters throw sodium,
I am the shit please pass thee amodium,
A-D, play me, you couldn't do it safely,
I control the Roc, call me the new Jay-Z.

Yessir!
They can't stop me...even if they stopped me ha ha ha yea

I'm on it ooh I'm on it I'm so on it and how ever you want it
You can get it tonight hoe
And all night hoe I get the beat from
(Mistro)
A fucking right hoe
I might go crazy on these niggas I don't give a motherfuck
Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up what!
What I don't give a motherfuck get you baby kidnapped
And ya baby motherfuck
It's the Carter 3 bitch better put ya supper up
Hollygrove I throw it up like I'm tryna lose my gut
Fuck is up beat him up like a million uppercuts
Got a million duffeled up for the fuck of it
Shit get on my level you can't get on my level
You would need a spaceshuttle or a ladder that's forever
However I'm better if not now than never
Don't you ever fix ya lips unless you bout to suck my dick
Bitch swallow my words taste my thoughts
And if its too nasty spit it back at me
Two more inches I'd been in that casket
According to the doctor I could of died in traffic
Bounce right back on them bitches like Magic
Abra-cadabra I'm up like Viagra
I just do this shit for my click like Adam Sandler
I control hip-hop and I'm gonna keep it on my channel
Watch me!
Bitch watch me!
Bitch watch me!
But they cannot see me like Hitler
Its the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old its growing white hair
Young Money baby
Yeah we right here
I'm gonna make sure we ball till we fall like tears
And mama don't cry
Ya son can handle his
I got her out the hood and put her in the hills
Yeah when I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough I got Miss. Cita in a better place
When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough we did exactly what I say
I told my girl when you fuck me better fuck me good
Cause if another girl could she gonna fuck me good
No sittin at the table if you bringing nothing to it
And I get straight to it like its nothing to it
Yea I got game like Stuart...Scott
Fresh out the ESPN shop
And when sports center popping
Every thing stopping but you can't fool me I know what you watching
ME!
You watch me
You watch me
Cause I be
WEE-ZY must see t.v.
C3 nigga that's me
And I'm me I'm me
Times three so retreat or suffer defeat
I'm back 3 PEAT
C3

The hottest... under the sun... (who that)
Ain't nobody fucking with me man
Ay ay ay ay, you already know that pimping (you)
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Fuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonight
(Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimping
Ay its Cash Money Records man, a lawless game

Un-fucking-believeable Lil' Waynes the President
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck '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 Federlin
It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money till 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 metaling
You can get the fucking Led Zepplin
Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
And we hold court and take your life for a 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 The Carter, The Carter 3, the New Testament
And I'm the god and this is what I bless 'em with

[Hook:]
Bitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby I'm me, so who you? Ur not me, you're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, yea

Junior... brrr
It's Cash Money over everything
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 Ruckers like Fudd
And I stay on my floor at Cash Money like a rug
Tied to the fucking Birdman like a lug
And Dear Mister Ronald williams...
To you, I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money Million, heir to the throne
Going at they 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
Yo, money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses
And I will take on that shit as the lord, as my witness
And you all have witnessed, but I have not finished
So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen

[Hook:]
Bitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby I'm me, so who you? Ur not me, you're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm still a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitch

Last year they had the Grammys and left me in Miami
Sleeping on a nigga like I'm wrapping 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
Fuck wit me I will peel like the house's paint
Lets go, Niggas doubt wont see me cause I'm better and bold
The only time I wear depends is when I'm 70 years old
Thats when I cant 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'm saying sumthin
I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuffs
And there Ain't nothing gonna stop me so just envy it
Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit

[Hook:]
Yea I'm me, I'm me, bitch I'm me
Baby I'm me, so who you? fuck you, you not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I am a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitch

The hottest... under the sun... (who that)
Ain't nobody fucking with me man
Ay ay ay ay, you already know that pimping
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Fuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonight
(Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimping
Yo it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless game