Jamie Foxx, Ludacris, T.I., Soulja Boy - Yep Dat's Me 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 TI

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 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

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