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I keep pimpin', I pimpin', I keep
I keep pimpin', I keep

I got a bitch in the back, got a hoe in the
One cookin the crack, one the blunt
You get and ass from a beautiful broad
If you lookin' for that, at ya boy
I'm a m-m-mack a pimp, I spit out shrimp
I pull up clean I get out lim, I walk limp

I like bitch bitch get here
Best player on my when 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 girl don't let her come out year
If you leave her out there, she comin' out here
And that ain't fair, but I don't
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire,

Who you think you wit' bitch
Who you think you wit'
Who you think you wit'
Who you think you wit' bitch
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire,
Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch
Who you think you wit'
Who you think you wit'
Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch
I'm a cash money millionaire, yeah

I got 25 dollars on my and if I give it to my hoe
She gon' bring back more, not a minute go she gettin' that loot
And if you got no money she ain't gettin' at you
I like 'em sexy, high, yellow if you fittin' you
Ooh boo you can come and get in coupe
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 first half, his ass
If you play wit my I'ma lynch ya ass
I John Lynch ya don't tempt me bitch, oh
Wipe me down I'm filthy rich
If money's a crime then I'm guilty bitch
And ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a cash money millionaire, yeah

Who you think you fuckin' bitch
Who you you fuckin' wit'
Who you think you wit'
Who you think you wit
I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah
Who you think you fuckin' bitch
Who you you fuckin' wit'
Who you think you wit'
Who you think you wit
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire,

I sit' low in the car sit high in the
Lay at the of the plane lay in the back of the bus
I got ladies for days, got women for
Leave ya at home on may 21
I got that on chrome blade 21
Got them inside, make me empty one
Pull it to the side by a pretty one
Like whats good come make a cloud your pillow, come fly wit' me'

My sing, my weed is rap
Call me the king or call me weezy the crack
If pimpin is dead I'm bringin it back
Matter of fact it never died so I take back
If your shoes too small shorty take back
'Cause you gon' walk all day 'til you make that
And ain't fair, but I don't care 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 think you wit
I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah
Who you think you wit' bitch
Who you think you wit'
Who you think you wit'
Who you you fuckin' 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 lines ya know get wit me one pimp

I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire
I'm a cash money millionaire
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money