I keep pimpin', I pimpin', I keep I pimpin', I keep pimpin'
I got a in the back, got a hoe in the front One the crack, one rollin' the blunt You get pussy and ass from a broad If you for that, holla at ya boy I'm a m-m-mack mack a pimp, I spit out I pull up clean I get out lim, I walk like
I talk bitch bitch get here Best player on my team I ball women cheer And love the way I dumb out with the gear This jacket, these shoes don't out this year So if you love your don't let her come out this year If you her out there, then she comin' out here And that fair, but I don't care I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah
Who you think you fuckin' bitch Who you think you fuckin' Who you think you fuckin' Who you think you fuckin' wit' I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch Who you think you fuckin' Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire, yeah
I got 25 on my dresser and if I give it to my hoe She gon' bring back more, not a minute go she ain't that loot And if you ain't got no money she gettin' at you I like 'em sexy, high, yellow if you thats you Ooh boo you can come and get in that Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Fly wit Birdman Jr. wave hi to Say bye to lames don't buy they
If he don't score in the half, bench his ass If you play wit my money I'ma ya ass I John Lynch ya shit tempt me bitch, oh me down 'cause I'm filthy rich If gettin' money's a crime then I'm guilty And ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah
Who you think you wit' bitch Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you think you fuckin' Who you you fuckin' wit I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you think you wit' Who you you fuckin' wit I'm a cash money millionaire, yeah
I sit' low in the car sit high in the Lay at the front of the lay in the back of the bus I got for days, got women for months ya girl at home on may 21 I got thang on chrome blade 21 Got thangs inside, make me empty one Pull it over to the by a pretty one Like whats good mami come a cloud your pillow, come fly wit' me'
My diamonds sing, my is rap Call me weezy the king or me weezy the crack If pimpin is dead then I'm it back Matter of fact it died so I take that back If your too small shorty take that back 'Cause you gon' walk all day you make that back And ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motherfuckin' Cash money millionaire,
Who you think you fuckin' bitch Who you think you wit' Who you think you wit' Who you you fuckin' wit I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire, yeah Who you think you fuckin' wit' Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you think you wit' Who you think you wit I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire,
Whats good mami? it's ya boy W E E Z Y F so high in the sky I'm so fly watch out for The power ya know get wit me one pimp daddy
I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire I'm a motherfuckin' cash money I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire