I pimpin', I keep 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 pussy and ass a beautiful broad If you lookin' for that, at ya boy I'm a m-m-mack mack a pimp, I out shrimp I pull up clean I get out lim, I walk limp
I talk like bitch get here Best on my team when I ball women cheer And they love the way I out with the gear This jacket, these don't come out this year So if you love your girl don't let her out this year If you leave her out there, she comin' out here And ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire,
Who you think you fuckin' wit' Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you think you wit' Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire, yeah Who you think you fuckin' wit' Who you think you fuckin' Who you think you fuckin' Who you think you wit' bitch I'm a cash money millionaire, yeah
I got 25 on my dresser and if I give it to my hoe She gon' bring back more, not a go she ain't gettin' that loot And if you ain't got no money she ain't at you I 'em sexy, high, yellow if you fittin' thats you Ooh boo you can come and get in coupe Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Fly wit Birdman Jr. hi to planes Say bye to lames don't buy game
If he don't in the first half, bench his ass If you play wit my money lynch ya ass I John Lynch ya shit don't me bitch, oh Wipe me 'cause I'm filthy rich If gettin' a crime then I'm guilty bitch And that ain't fair, but I don't I'm a cash money millionaire, yeah
Who you you fuckin' wit' 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' bitch Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you you fuckin' wit' Who you think you wit I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire, yeah
I low in the car sit high in the truck Lay at the front of the lay in the back of the bus I got ladies for days, got for months ya girl at home on may 21 I got that thang on chrome 21 Got them thangs inside, me empty one Pull it over to the by a pretty one Like good mami come make a cloud your pillow, come fly wit' me'
My sing, my weed is rap Call me weezy the king or call me weezy the If pimpin is dead then I'm it back Matter of fact it never died so I that back If your too small shorty take that back you gon' walk all day 'til you make that back And that fair, but I don't care I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire, yeah
Who you you fuckin' wit' bitch Who you think you fuckin' Who you think you fuckin' Who you you fuckin' wit 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 think you wit I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire, yeah
Whats really good mami? ya boy W E E Z Y F Baby so high in the sky I'm so fly out for The power lines ya know get wit me one pimp
I'm a motherfuckin' cash millionaire I'm a motherfuckin' money millionaire I'm a cash money millionaire I'm a cash money millionaire