(feat. Soulja Boy Tell 'Em and T.I.)





[Jamie Foxx:]

Seem like they be hating

From June to January

Mad cuz 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 im 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



[Soulja Boy:]

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 meeeee

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

Yep that's meeeee

Swish, swish, swish, swish



[Jamie Foxx:]

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 (ayy)

Handle business (ayy)

That body got me wanna say

Hold up a minute (ayy)

Ladies if your out here getting paper

Do yourself a favor 

Don't forget to tell all of them haters



[Soulja Boy:]

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 meeeee

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

Yep that's meeeee

Swish, swish, swish, swish



[Jamie Foxx:]

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)



[Soulja Boy:]

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 meeeee

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

Yep that's meeeee

Swish



[T.I.:]

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 puuiinnn

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

Cuz you fin' to prolly

And my nigga KT

Thug Cap and Shotty

Who the machine gun man

Fully automatic shawty?



[Soulja Boy:]

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 meeeee

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

Yep that's meeeee

Swish