I keep pimpin`, I keep pimpin`, I keep
I keep pimpin`, I keep pimpin`

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

I talk like bitch bitch get here
Best player on my team when I ball women cheer
And they love the way I dumb out with the gear
This jacket, these shoes don`t come out this year
So if you love your girl don`t let her come out this year
If you leave her out there, then she comin` out here
And that ain`t fair, but I don`t care
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah

Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah
Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah

I got 25 dollars on my dresser and if I give it to my hoe
She gon` bring back more, not a minute go she ain`t gettin` that loot
And if you ain`t got no money she ain`t gettin` at you
I like `em sexy, high, yellow if you fittin` thats you
Ooh boo you can come and get in that coupe
Take a hit of that fruit get high wit` Wayne
Fly wit Birdman Jr. wave hi to planes
Say bye to lames don`t buy they game

If he don`t score in the first half, bench his ass
If you play wit my money I`ma lynch ya ass
I John Lynch ya s**t don`t tempt me bitch, oh
Wipe me down `cause I`m filthy rich
If gettin` money`s a crime then I`m guilty bitch
And that ain`t fair, but I don`t care
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah

Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah
Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah

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

My diamonds sing, my weed is rap
Call me weezy the king or call me weezy the crack
If pimpin is dead then I`m bringin it back
Matter of fact it never died so I take that back
If your shoes too small shorty take that back
`Cause you gon` walk all day `til you make that back
And that ain`t fair, but I don`t care I`m a motherf**kin`
Cash money millionaire, yeah

Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah
Who you think you f**kin` wit` bitch
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit`
Who you think you f**kin` wit
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire, yeah

Whats really good mami? it`s ya boy W E E Z Y F
Baby so high in the sky I`m so fly watch out for
The power lines ya know get wit me one pimp daddy

I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire
I`m a motherf**kin` cash money millionaire