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

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 'tron 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

Soulja

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 uncage as seen on the stage

Sharp as a blade Set to blow with no grenade

Kaboom you sucker **** 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 ****, 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 **** 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

**** lying say I'm working with the pigs ****oink, oink****

Play the game how it go, never told on nobody

**** wanna think I did 'cause you fin' to prolly

And my **** 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

Luda! Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep

That's me up in that drop top

Yeah you know I'm flexin'

Yeah I'm coming suited and booted

Like I'm the x-men

Night crawling Luda, cruisin' in that Maybach

Or coming down the street up in a Kawasaki 1400 looking like cyclops

Ice man chain, White ice man whips

Storming through the club like it's the Juggernaut bitch

Yeah that's me all in the G-5, Me all in that Gucci

Me up in that yacht, Me all up in your womans coochie

Which that 26 inch top Wolverine blades

Got a shank? Than I'ma switch to the heat like King James

And you can peak in my closet and see a million worth of clothes

It's Evel Knievel Luda straight stuntin' on you hoes

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