Yep That's Me Lyrics - 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 

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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 

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 

Photos 

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 

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 meeeee 

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em 

Yep that's meeeee 

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 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? 

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