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  • (Lil Wayne)
    Keep pimpin (5x)
    (Verse 1)
    I got a ************ in the back, got a hoe in the front
    One cookin the crack, one rollin' the blunt
    You get ************ and ass from a beautiful broad
    If you lookin for that, holla at ya boy
    I'm a m-m-mack mack
    A p-p-pimp
    I sp-sp-sp-spit out shrimp
    I pull up clean
    I get out limp
    I walk like li-li-li-limp
    I talk like ************ b-************ 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 mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (Chorus 2x)
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' ************t)
    (Verse 2)
    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 ***y, 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 ************t don't tempt me ************, OH!
    Wipe me down 'cause I'm filthy rich
    If gettin' money's a crime then I'm guilty ************
    And that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (Chorus 2x)
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' ************t)
    (Verse 3)
    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 ************ 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 mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (Chorus 4x (with Ad-Libs during the last 2 repititions))
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' ************t)
    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
    (Outro 4x)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
  • (Lil Wayne)
    Keep pimpin (5x)
    (Verse 1)
    I got a ************ in the back, got a hoe in the front
    One cookin the crack, one rollin' the blunt
    You get ************ and ass from a beautiful broad
    If you lookin for that, holla at ya boy
    I'm a m-m-mack mack
    A p-p-pimp
    I sp-sp-sp-spit out shrimp
    I pull up clean
    I get out limp
    I walk like li-li-li-limp
    I talk like ************ b-************ 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 mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (Chorus 2x)
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' ************t)
    (Verse 2)
    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 ***y, 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 ************t don't tempt me ************, OH!
    Wipe me down 'cause I'm filthy rich
    If gettin' money's a crime then I'm guilty ************
    And that ain't fair, but I don't care
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (Chorus 2x)
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' ************t)
    (Verse 3)
    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 ************ 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 mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (Chorus 4x (with Ad-Libs during the last 2 repititions))
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit'
    Who you think you ******' wit' (************)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
    (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' ************t)
    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
    (Outro 4x)
    I'm a mother******' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah