[Verse 1:]
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Woo, Uhh, Mims!
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I came to blow a grip
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You know I don't care
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Grab a couple stacks
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Throw the money in the air
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Drive the black car
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Open up the bar
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Shut tha club down
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Leave with a couple broads
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You're fucking with a star
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You can see the glow
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I'm pushing 40 stacks for a 10 minute show
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Nigga do the math
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I'ma need a bath
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Cause I'm filthy rich making money out the ass
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My little cousin told me,
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This is my year,
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I won't stop till a nigga shuttin down Times Square, yeah!
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I do this for the block, no lies
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So I can drop the top on the 645
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See, until you're on top niggas don't show respect
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[Hook:]
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My name Mims, aka cut the check, see I keep it so hot but I never bust a sweat,
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I used to play the bench, but now I'm on deck
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When I'm hopping off the jet, niggas face look upset,
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But I'm quick to tell them
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[Chorus:]
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It's alright
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Woahhh
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I'm so quick to tell them
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It's alright
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Woahhh
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[Verse 2:]
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Now you know your shit popping when the chick you just met,
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got your name tattooed on the ass and the neck
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all the ladies love me,
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I'm their favorite MC
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Nigga true definition, "P.I.M.P."
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There ain't a place I ain't been
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Every strip, every scene
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Like my nigga B.I.G. said, "It was all a dream"
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Now I'm sitting in the Beam, inside money green,
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Nigga all about the cash you can tell how I lean
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Keep your eyes on the beam like I told you in the Hot song,
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It's all about the cake, being broke ain't an option
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Haters in the hood, with the heat, trying to pop strong
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I'ma quick grip when they see me with the rock song
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[Hook:]
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My name Mims, aka cut the check, see I keep it so hot but I never bust a sweat,
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I used to play the bench, but now I'm on deck
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When I'm hopping off the jet, niggas face look upset,
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But I'm quick to tell them
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[Chorus:]
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It's alright
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Woahhh
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I'm so quick to tell them
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It's alright
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Woahhh
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[Verse 3:]
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I'm the freshest muthafucka on the scene,
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A grand on the jeans sitting on some ice cream,
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I represent New york, big city of dreams, where we ride on 10's, but you know we keep it clean
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See I lay my game down,
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Flip a few styles,
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ten times out of ten you gone like the way it sounds,
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you know I get it in, and if you don't like it, it's fine
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So get yours 'cause I'ma definitly get mine
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[Hook:]
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My name Mims, aka cut the check, see I keep it so hot but I never bust a sweat,
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I used to play the bench, but now I'm on deck
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When I'm hopping off the jet, niggas face look upset,
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But I'm quick to tell them
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[Chorus:]
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It's alright
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Woahhh
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I'm so quick to tell them
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It's alright
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Woahhh
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It's Alright
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Mims |