If I had a hundred grand

And I'll be god damned if I throw it in the air

Like I didn't care

And I must say it's no way or nowhere

There's a pocket full of cash to be thrown in the air

'Cause I could take that and spend it on a pair of

M8 gears, with the front tips and the lights in the rear

Use my spare change get the green handle bars where the grips is clear

The cool kids in the sandbox ya'll can't play

Say your ABC's not ay bay bay

I got the all blue three's like one two tres

No espanol then that's ok

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'Cause I'm back on my west coast L.A Lakers

32 Johnson jersey

Call me senor fresco, that's more Spanish

That's English, I'm Mikey, Wayne vanish

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

I go by Weezy F. B, that's who I be

You don't want to lose me like new ID

I beat up the track like the new Ali

And leaving eye black and blue and green

And they tell me I can do it, just do it clean

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But I'm from the dirty south

I don't know what that means (hah)

M&M I am a money machine

Two girls in the bed with somethin' between

Now I treat women like an unarmed queen

If she got nice legs she can run on my team (yeah)

I stick her up like a gun in her spleen

My name is Lil' Wayne and I'm a microfiend

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap (do it again)

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Uh, back back on my one two

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Now watch me snap like a jump suit

Country like gold on your front tooth

And I work all day like the phone booth

Sometimes she gets too thick for me to comb through

And I just need a relaxer and some shampoo

Spit a Dizzy and Mac, they went to camp too

We get money and we smoke like candles

When we do it I let keep on her sandals

She just want to get used like samples

And you know I jumps in it like a trampoline

Wayne the microfiend (hit me)

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap (do it again)

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Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Jumped out the driver looking like lava

Stick it to the script like java

Holla at your Guala

Infected with money and power

And I'll be the teacher like Steve Hightower

Got my Vans on but these Marc Jacobs

And I'm so high, I thought I saw spaceships

A-list, number one on your play list

Flow poisonous like snake spit

And I got a little money where the safe is

For my babies babies babies

Babies babies babies

Babies babies babies

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Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

Gettin' it, jukin' it, workin' it, cheap

(My name is Lil Wayne and I'm a microfiend)