| I got a bitch in the back, got a hoe in the front
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| One cookin the crack, one rollin' the blunt
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| You get pussy and ass from a beautiful broad
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| If you lookin for that, holla at ya boy
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| I’m a m-m-mack mack
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| A p-p-pimp
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| I sp-sp-sp-spit out shrimp
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| I pull up clean
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| I get out limp
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| I walk like li-li-li-limp
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| I talk like bitch b-bitch get here
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| Best player on my team when I ball women cheer
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| And they love the way I dumb out with the gear
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| This jacket, these shoes don’t come out this year
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| So if you love your girl don’t let her come out this year
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| If you leave her out there, then she comin' out here
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| And that ain’t fair, but I don’t care
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| I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit'
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit'
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)
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| I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
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| (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' shit)
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| I got 25 dollars on my dresser and if I give it to my hoe
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| She gon' bring back more, not a minute go she ain’t gettin' that loot
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| And if you ain’t got no money she ain’t gettin' at you
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| I like em sexy, high, yellow if you fittin' thats you
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| Ooh boo you can come and get in that Coupe
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| Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Wayne
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| Fly wit Birdman Jr. wave hi to planes
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| Say bye to lames don’t buy they game
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| If he don’t score in the first half, bench his ass
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| If you play wit my money I’ma lynch ya ass
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| I John Lynch ya shit don’t tempt me bitch, OH!
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| Wipe me down 'cause I’m filthy rich
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| If gettin' money’s a crime then I’m guilty bitch
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| And that ain’t fair, but I don’t care
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| I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit'
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit'
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)
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| I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
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| (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' shit)
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| I sit' low in the car sit high in the truck
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| Lay at the front of the plane lay in the back of the bus
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| I got ladies for days, got women for months
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| Leave ya girl at home on May 21
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| I got that thang on chrome blade 21
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| Got them thangs inside, make me empty one
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| Pull it over to the side by a pretty one
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| Like 'whats good mami come make a cloud your pillow, come fly wit' me'
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| My diamonds sing, my weed is rap
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| Call me Weezy the king or call me Weezy the crack
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| If pimpin is dead then I’m bringin it back
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| Matter of fact it never died so I take that back
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| If your shoes too small shorty take that back
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| 'Cause you gon' walk all day 'til you make that back
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| And that ain’t fair, but I don’t care I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money
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| Millionaire, yeah
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit'
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit'
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| Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)
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| I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
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| (I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' shit)
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| Whats really good mami? |
| It’s ya boy W-e-e-z-y F. Baby so high in the sky I’m so
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| fly watch out for
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| The power lines ya know get wit me one pimp daddy
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| I’m a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah |