MOG

Let's go, niggas don't see me 'cause I'm better than both
You already know that, pimpin'

You already know that, pimpin'
I know the game like I'm reffing it
It's in my blood I feel it running in every vein

And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished

Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man
And I'm the God, and this is what I bless them with
I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies
I know the game is crazy
It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money 'til the death of him

Going at their heads like hair in a comb
Fuck with me, I will peel like the house's paint
I'm tryna tell you like I'm saying something
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Yes, I'm the best, and no I ain't positive, I'm definite
Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me

And we hold court, take your life for the settlement
I have just swallowed the key to the house of pain
The hottest, hottest under the sun
I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff
Last year they had the Grammys and left me in Miami
I'm from the mud, I am a missile like the scud

So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen

Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em even if they celibate
That's when I can't hold my shit within so I shit on myself
It's more crazy than it's ever been
Junior, it's Cash Money over everything
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
The only time I will depend is when I'm seventy years old
Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain
Unfuckin' believable, little Wayne's the president
Ha, yeah
Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Somebody goin' die tonight
To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug
You already know that, pimpin'

Baby, I'm me, so who you? Fuck you, you're not me
I'm still a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, bitch
Know money over bitches, my niggas trust my sisters
And I will take or trash it with the Lord as my witness
Sleeping on a nigga like I'm rapping in my jammies
You already know that, pimpin', yeah
But I lock my casket tight baby, so I don't let the devil in
I know one day they gotta bury him
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

And there ain't nothin' gonna stop me

So just envy it, hey, I'll accept a friendly quit
Hey, it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless game
I'm a monster I tell you, monster Wayne

Fuck up my dreams, somebody goin' die tonight
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire
I'm married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federline
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the stone
'Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else
Knowin' I might get through it like hair in a comb
Tied to the fuckin' Birdman like a log

I'm me, I'm me, bitch, I'm me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire
I am a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, bitch

The ground shall break when they bury him, bury him
People, it's just me and my guitar, yeah, bitch I'm heavy metaling
You can get to fuckin' Led Zeppelin
Cash Money million, heir to the throne
That I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
What's really good, I'm about to ruckus like fud
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the new testament

I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, yeah
Mel Gibson flew Lethal Weapon, book 'em Danny