The hottest... under the sun... (who that)nAin't nobody fucking with me mannAy ay ay ay, you already know that pimpinnCash Money Records, where dreams come truenFuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonightn(Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimpingnAy its Cash Money Records man, a lawless gangnnUn-fucking-believeable Lil' Waynes the PresidentnFuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibantnI know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever beennI'm married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin FederlinenIt's obvious that he'll be Cash Money till the death of himnThe ground shall break when they bury him, bury himnI know one day they gotta bury himnBetter lock my casket tight baby, so I don't let the devil innNigga, it's just me and my guitar, yea bitch I'm heavy metalinnYou can get the fucking Led ZepplinnNiggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogennAnd we hold court and take your life for a settlementnYes, I'm the best! And no, I ain't positive, I'm definitenI know the game like I'm reffin itnThis is The Carter, The Carter 3, the New TestamentnAnd I'm the god and this is what I bless 'em withnn[Hook:]nBitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm menBaby I'm me, so who you? Ya not me, you're not menAnd I know that ain't fair, but I don't carenI'ma mother fucking Cash Money MillionairenI know that ain't fair, but I don't carenI'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, yeannJunior... brrrnIt's Cash Money over everythingnIt's in my blood I feel it running in every veinnI'm from the mud, I am a missile like a scudnWhat's really good? I'm bout that Ruckers like FuddnAnd I stay on my floor at Cash Money like a rugnTied to the fucking Birdman like a lugnAnd Dear Mister Ronald Williams...nTo you, I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrimnCash Money Million, heir to the thronenGoing at they heads like hair in a combnSitting by the window I just stare at the stormnKnow I'll make it through it like hair in a combnYo, money over bitches, my niggas trust my sensesnAnd I will take on that shit as the lord, as my witnessnAnd you all have witnessed, but I have not finishednSo keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listennn[Hook:]nBitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm menBaby I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not menAnd I know that ain't fair, but I don't carenI'm a mother fucking Cash Money MillionairenI know that ain't fair, but I don't carenI'm still a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitchnnLast year they had the Grammys and left me in MiaminSleeping on a nigga like I'm wrapping in my jammiesnI'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammiesnMel Gibson flow, Lethal Weapon, Book 'em DannynI'm a monster I tell you, Monster WaynenI have just swallowed the key to the house of painnNow I'm stuck here to deal with the house's painnFuck wit me I will peel like the house's paintnLets go, Niggas now wont see me cause I'm better and boldnThe only time I'll wear depends is when I'm 70 years oldnThats when I cant hold my shit within, so I shit on myselfnCause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody elsenI'm tryna tell you, like I'm saying sumthinnI'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuffsnAnd there Ain't nothing gonna stop me so just envy itnHey, I'll accept a friendly quitnnYea I'm me, I'm me, bitch I'm menBaby I'm me, so who you? fuck you, you not menAnd I know that ain't fair, but I don't carenI'ma mother fucking Cash Money MillionairenI know that ain't fair, but I don't carenI am a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitchnnThe hottest... under the sun... (who that)nAin't nobody fucking with me mannAy ay ay ay, you already know that pimpingnCash Money Records, where dreams come truenSomebody gonna die tonightn(Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimpingnAy it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless gang