Lil Wayne: Outro

(feat. B.G.)[Lil Wayne]Keep pimpin [x5]I got a bitch in the back, got a hoe in the frontOne cookin the crack, one rollin' the bluntYou get pussy and ass from a beautiful broadIf you lookin for that, holla at ya boyI'm a m-m-mack mackA p-p-pimp I sp-sp-sp-spit out shrimpI pull up cleanI get out limpI walk like li-li-li-limpI talk like bitch b-bitch get hereBest player on my team when I ball women cheerAnd they love the way I dumb out with the gearThis jacket, these shoes don't come out this yearSo if you love your girl don't let her come out this yearIf you leave her out there, then she comin' out hereAnd that ain't fair, but I don't careI'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah[Chorus x2]Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)Who you think you fuckin' wit'Who you think you fuckin' wit'Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah(I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' shit)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 lootAnd if you ain't got no money she ain't gettin' at youI like em sexy, high, yellow if you fittin' thats youOoh boo you can come and get in that CoupeTake a hit of that fruit get high wit' WayneFly wit Birdman Jr. wave hi to planesSay bye to lames don't buy they gameIf he don't score in the first half, bench his assIf you play wit my money I'ma lynch ya assI John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me bitch, OH!Wipe me down 'cause I'm filthy richIf gettin' money's a crime then I'm guilty bitchAnd that ain't fair, but I don't careI'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah[Chorus x2]Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)Who you think you fuckin' wit'Who you think you fuckin' wit'Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah(I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' shit)I sit' low in the car sit high in the truckLay at the front of the plane lay in the back of the busI got ladies for days, got women for monthsLeave ya girl at home on May 21I got that thang on chrome blade 21Got them thangs inside, make me empty onePull it over to the side by a pretty oneLike 'whats good mami come make a cloud your pillow,come fly wit' me'My diamonds sing, my weed is rapCall me Weezy the king or call me Weezy the crackIf pimpin is dead then I'm bringin it backMatter of fact it never died so I take that backIf 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[Chorus x4: with Ad-Libs during the last 2 repititions]Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)Who you think you fuckin' wit'Who you think you fuckin' wit'Who you think you fuckin' wit' (Bitch)I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah(I'm serious 'bout this pimpin' shit)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 forThe power lines ya know get wit me one pimp daddy[Outro x4]I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, yeah