Lil Wayne – Cash Money Millionaires

Cash Money Millionaires is another fascinating hip-hop and rap song developed by a talented rapper, Lil Wayne.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Tha Carter” was officially released on 1 January 2004.

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LYRICS

I keep pimping

I keep pimping

I keep I, I keep pimping

I, I, I keep pimping

I got a bitch in the back, got a ho in the front

One cooking the crack, one rolling the blunt

You get pussy and ass from a beautiful broad

If you looking for that holler at you 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 [?]

I talk like bi, bitch get here

Best player on my team when I ball women cheer

And they love the way I come 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 coming out here

And that ain’t fair but I don’t care

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire yeah!

Who you think you fucking with (Bitch!)

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with I’m serious ’bout this pimping shit

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

Who you think you fucking with (Bitch!)

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with I’m serious ’bout this pimping shit

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

I got 25 dollars on my dresser and if I

Give it to my ho she gon’ bring back more

Not a minute go she ain’t getting that loot

And if you ain’t got no money she ain’t getting at you

I like ’em sexy high yellow if you fit in that shoe

Ooh boo you can come and get in that coupe

Take a hit of that fruit, get high with Wayne

Fly with Birdman Jr., wave “Hi” to planes

Say “Bye” to lanes don’t buy their game

If he ain’t scored in the first half bench his ass

If you play with my money I’m ‘a lynch your ass

I’ll John-Lynch your shit don’t tempt me bitch oh!

Wipe me down ’cause I’m filthy rich

If getting money’s a crime then I’m guilty bitch

And that ain’t fair but I don’t care

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire Yeah!

Who you think you fucking with (Bitch!)

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with I’m serious ’bout this pimping shit

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

Who you think you fucking with (Bitch!)

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with I’m serious ’bout this pimping shit

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

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 your girl at home I made 21

Got that thing on chrome blade 21

Got them things inside make me empty one

Pull it over to the side by a pretty one, like

What’s good mami come make a cloud your pillow, come fly with me

My diamonds sing, my weed is rap

Call me Weezy Da King or call me Weezy Da Crack

If pimping is dead then I’m bringing it back

Matter 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 motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire Yeah!

Who you think you fucking with (Bitch!)

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with I’m serious ’bout this pimping shit

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

Who you think you fucking with (Bitch!)

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with I’m serious ’bout this pimping shit

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

Who you think you fucking with

What’s really good momma. It’s your boy W.A.E.Z.Y.F. Baby

So high in the sky I’m so fly watch out fa the power lines you know!

Get with me. One

Pimp daddy!

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire

I’m a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, —naire, —naire