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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)