Lil Wayne - Cash Money Millionaires Lyrics

I keep pimpin'
I keep pimpin'
I keep pimpin'
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 you boy

I'm a m-m-mack mack, a p-p-pimp
I sp-sp-spit out shrimp, I pull up clean
I get out limp, I walk like li-li-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 motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

Who do you think you fuckin' with?
(Bitch)
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

[Inaudible]

Who do you think you fuckin' with?
(Bitch)
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

[Inaudible]

I've got twenty five dollars on my dresser
And if I give it to my hoe she gon' bring back more
Not a minute goes, she ain't gettin' that loot
And if you ain't got no money she ain't gettin' at you

I like them sexy, high, yellow, if you fit in' that's you
Ooh boo, you could come and get in that coupe
Take a hit of that fruit, get high with Wayne
Fly wit Birdman junior, wave hi to planes

Say bye to Lames, don't buy their game
If he score in the first half, pinch his ass
If you play with my money, I'ma lynch your ass
I don't lynch your shit, 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 motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

Who do you think you fuckin' with?
(Bitch)
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

[Inaudible]

Who do you think you fuckin' with?
(Bitch)
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

[Inaudible]

I sit 'low in the car, sit high in the truck
Lay at the front of the plane, lay at the back of the bus
Got ladies for days, got women for months
Leave you girl at home on May twenty-one

I got that thing on chrome blade twenty-one
Got them things 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 motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

Who do you think you fuckin' with?
(Bitch)
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

[Inaudible]

Who do you think you fuckin' with?
(Bitch)
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
Who do you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

[Inaudible]

What's really good mami?
It's your boy W E E Z Y F [Incomprehensible]
So high in the sky, I'm so fly
Watch out for the power lines you know
Get with me, one pimp daddy

Who you think you fuckin' with?
Who you think you fuckin' with?
Who you think you fuckin' with?
I'm a motherfuckin' cash money millionaire, yeah

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