Yep Dat's Me (feat. Ludacris & Soulja Boy)

Lyrics

Seem like they be hating
 From June to January
 Mad 'cause I'm balling and
 Kissing on Halle Barry
 Yep that's me
 (Yep)
 I'm in that drop lookin' Flizziyy
 (Fly)
 So many gorillas wit guns
 They think I'm T.I.
 What up man?
 I'm in the club going strong with it
 Champagne, we in the back
 Mixing strong with it
 And if you stunting
 And serious about your paper
 Wave yo hands
 Don't forget to tell them haters
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me
 Soulja Boy tell 'em
 Yep that's me
 Swish, swish, swish, swish
 They be like, "Who that is?"
 Pulling up in that new Bentley
 You step out, push your chest out
 Flip your hair while they staring
 Say yep that's me, yep
 Girl, you strutting looking flawless
 Them red bottoms on
 Just to let them know you balling
 Independent
 (Ay)
 Handle business
 (Ay)
 That body got me wanna say
 Hold up a minute
 (Ay)
 Ladies if your out here getting paper
 Do yourself a favor
 Don't forget to tell all of them haters
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me
 Soulja Boy tell 'em
 Yep that's me
 Swish, swish, swish, swish
 Hey Ladies
 (Hey Jamie)
 You got your Louie
 Got your Gucci
 Got your face
 Got your lips
 Make them pass out
 Stick your ass out
 Put your hands on your hips
 Say yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 Yep that's me, yep
 Yep that's me, yep
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me
 Soulja Boy tell 'em
 Yep that's me, swish
 With the king uncaged
 As seen on the stage
 Sharp as a blade
 Set to blow with no grenade
 Kaboom you sucker nigga
 Pussy like a wound
 When the boys uncutting
 The syringe next to 'em
 And you've never seen
 A goon so groomed
 Fly as a balloon
 Higher than the moon
 Cartoon ass nigga
 Step aside make room
 Care to hear the realist shit
 I ever wrote stay tuned
 Fresh out of prison curfew lifted
 Hit the roads like puin
 See these niggas ain't changed
 Still sweet as perfume
 Flows hot like June
 But I'm cool as Janurary though
 Foxx who the King?, yeah shawty
 (Dey already know)
 I hit ya town like
 "What it do, what it is homes?"
 Direct me to something
 I can spend a couple mil on
 Still on point, no drink, no joint
 Nigga lying say I'm
 Working with the pigs oink, oink
 Play the game how it go
 Never told on nobody
 Nigga wanna think I did
 'Cause you fin' to prolly
 And my nigga KT
 Thug Cap and Shotty
 Who the machine gun man
 Fully automatic shawty?
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me, yep
 (Ay)
 Yep that's me
 Soulja Boy, tell 'em
 Yep that's me
 Swish

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Song Details

Duration
03:07
Key
8
Tempo
150 BPM

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