Please Me - Cardi B

Lirik Lagu Please Me - Cardi B & Bruno Mars

[Cardi B:]
Uh, uh, yeah, come on

[Bruno Mars & Cardi B:]
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You know what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You know what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (Woo)

[Cardi B:]
Lollipoppin' (Poppin'), twerkin' in some J's (Ooh)
On the dance floor (Uh-huh), no panties in the way (Nope)
I take my time with it (Ow), bring you close to me (Ow)
Don't want no young dumb shit
Better fuck me like we listenin' to Jodeci
I was tryna lay low (Low), takin' it slow (Slow)
When I'm fuckin' again (Ayy)
Gotta celebrate, do you man look good? Better put him away
If you can't sweat the weave out, you shouldn't even be out
Dinner reservations like the pussy, you gon' eat out

[Cardi B & Bruno Mars:]
I'm gonna ride it, do it just how you like it
Tonight and after that
Let's do it one more time
Girl, I ain't one for beggin', but now you got me beggin'

[Bruno Mars & Cardi B:]
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You know what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (Woo)
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You know what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (Woo)

[Cardi B:]
Booty so round (Round), booty so soft (Soft)
Bet you wanna smack it again (Ayy)
Let me demonstrate
Hit it one time, make it levitate
Titties out like black out (Black out)
Broke bitches watch out now (Watch out)
Your pussy basura (Basura)
My pussy horchata (Oh)

[Cardi B & Bruno Mars:]
I'm gonna ride it, do it just how you like it
Tonight and after that (Ooh)
Let's do it one more time
Girl, I ain't one for beggin', but now you got me beggin'

[Bruno Mars & Cardi B:]
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You know what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (Woo)

Come on
Come on, back it up for me
Come on
Ooh, twerk it on me slowly
Come on
Girl, let me put this lovin' on you
You better say that shit (Uh)
Cardi don't play that shit (Yeah)
Do my back like I do these records, break that shit

Please me, baby (Uh)
Turn around and tease me, baby (Uh, ooh)
You got what I want and need, baby (Yes)
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (Woo)
Please me, baby
Turn around and tease me, baby
You got what I want and need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (Woo)

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Money - Cardi B

Lirik Lagu Money - Cardi B

Look, my bitches all bad, my niggas all real
I ride on his dick in some big tall heels
Big fat checks, big large bills
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Cold ass bitch, I give broads chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo)

I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the (Money flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)
Get a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get a little more (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)

I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did go pop (Pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
I'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
If she fine or she thick, goddamn
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'm fine (Fine)
Let a bitch try me, boom (Boom)
Hammer time, uh

I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the (Money flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)
Get a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get a little more (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)

Bitch, I will pop on your pops (Your pops)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)
You know who pop the most shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit not together (Okay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
Bitch, I will black on your ass (Yeah)
Wakanda forever
Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh)
Jump it down, back it up (Ooh, ayy)
Make that nigga put down 2K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ
He gonna eat this ass like soufflé

I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture
(Kulture, Kulture, Kulture)
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
K.K.C (Woo)

(Money)
Money
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)

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Lick (Remix) - Cardi B

Lirik Lagu Lick (Remix) - Cardi B (feat. Offset)

[Cardi B (Offset):]
(Ya dig?)
Yeah
Lookin' like I caught a (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Woah

[Cardi B (Offset):]
Lookin' like I caught a lick (lick, hey!)
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!)
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo)
Lookin' like I caught a lick (yeah)
Since Day 1, I've been that bitch (hey)
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin' like I caught a lick (woo, woo, Offset!)
Lookin' like I caught a lick

[Offset:]
They know they can't stop a G
Bitch do not talk to me (yeah)
Diamonds start hittin', she swallow me (yeah)
Play with these racks like Monopoly (racks)
Make her say uh like Master P
Bought the Patek Phillipe, no that bitch wasn't cheap (no)
These niggas is pussy, they is what they eat
Show after show, I've been countin' all week (woo)
Lamborghini, I just ordered up three (skrrt, skrrt)
Lookin' like I hit a lick and fuckin' on a badder bitch
Fuckin' on your daughter, ask me how I get the water wrist
Think he poppin' hard but he really wanna take a pic (flash)
He can't even believe I done got rich
Woke up this mornin', I'm countin' this money
This water drip off me, a fountain or somethin' (water)
These bitches and niggas not 'mountin' to nothin'
I keep countin' this money, I keep countin' this money

[Cardi B:]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn't luck up
Was grindin' all night
Didn't sleep 'til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I'm that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Cardi B (Offset):]
Lookin' like I caught a lick (lick, hey!)
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!)
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo)
Lookin' like I caught a lick (yeah)
Since Day 1, I've been that bitch (hey)
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin' like I caught a lick (woo, woo, woo)
Lookin' like I caught a lick

Look at me, look at me
They ain't like me before, now they bookin' me
The glow up got bitches so shook at me
They like, "Shit, Cardi B what you cookin', B?"
I say, "Bitches, got me on some new shit"
I swear niggas got me feelin' ruthless
Too much mo'fuckers done doubted me
That's why I had to just prove it
I remember walkin' in the stores, I couldn't buy nothin'
They look at me stank
Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it
I don't even think
Bank tellers asking for info
'Cause now my deposits on Kimbo
Told that bitch, "Gimme my money
Why the fuck you askin' all this info?"

Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn't luck up
Was grindin' all night
Didn't sleep 'til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I'm that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

Lookin' like I caught a lick (lick, hey!)
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!)
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo)
Lookin' like I caught a lick (yeah)
Since Day 1, I've been that bitch (hey)
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin' like I caught a lick (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Lookin' like I caught a lick

Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me

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La Modelo - Ozuna (feat. Cardi B)

Lirik Lagu La Modelo - Cardi B

[Ozuna:]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Yo quiero hacerte tantas cosas sin enamorarte
Quiero que te sientas cómoda, así vamo' aparte
[Cardi B:]
Así, como tú quieras, te hago el amor
[Ozuna:]
Y pa' mí, modélame, bebé, en ropa interior

Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Querer probar algo de ti pa' no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Cardi B:]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero probar algo de ti pa' no olvidar
[Ozuna:]
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero

Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pam, rapa pa pam
Así es que la quiero, quiero

Si la viera, baila hasta sola
Peligrosa como una pistola
Rompe la disco, to' el mundo menciona
Pero esa mami conmigo es de cora
[Cardi B:]
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo demora
[Ozuna:]
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
[Cardi B:]
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo demora
[Ozuna:]
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora

Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero el probar algo de ti pa' no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Cardi B:]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero probar, algo de ti pa' no olvidar
[Ozuna:]
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero

[Cardi B:]
For me to think that you are the one for me
Left your baby mom, know Cardi's your wife-to-be
Ex had me locked up, but you came to set me free
They say you not my type, but you got my type of D
So answer this, can you hold me?
Can I trust you?
Patek on the wrist, both arms, that's what us do
Mansion on the Hills, half/half if you want to
That's only if you want to

Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo de mora
[Ozuna:]
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
[Cardi B:]
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo de mora
[Ozuna:]
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora

[Cardi B:]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero el probar, algo de ti pa' no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Ozuna:]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero probar, algo de ti pa' no olvidar
[Cardi B:]
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero

[Ozuna:]
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pam, rapa pa pam
Así es que la quiero, quiero

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I Like It (Remix) - Cardi B

Lirik Lagu I Like It (Remix) - Cardi B (feat. Kontra K, AK Ausserkontrolle)

[Intro:]
Yeah baby, I like it like that
You gotta believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like that
You gotta believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like

[Cardi B:]
Now I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stuntin', I like shinin'
I like million dollar deals, where's my pen? Bitch I'm signin' (signin')
I like those Balenciagas (those), the ones that look like socks
I like going to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch (cha-ching)
I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance (what?)
I like proving niggas wrong, I do what they say I can't (she can't)
They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body, spicy mami, hot tamale
Hotter than a Somali, fur coat, Ferrari (rrr, woo)
Hop out the stu', jump in the coupe (coupe)
Big Dipper on top of the roof
Flexing on bitches as hard as I can
Eating halal, driving the Lam'
Told that bitch I'm sorry though (sorry)
'Bout my coins like Mario (Mario)
Yeah, they call me Cardi B
I run this shit like cardio
Woo, bags

Diamond district in the chain, chain (I said I like it like that)
Certified, you know I'm gang, gang, gang, gang (I said I like it like)
Drop the top and blow the brains, woo (I said I like it like that)
Oh, he's so handsome, what's his name? Yeah (I said I like it)
Oh, I need the dollars, cha-ching (I said I like it like that)
Beat it up like piñatas (I said I like it like)
Tell the driver, close the curtains (I said I like it like that, skrrt)
Bad bitch make you nervous (I said I like it)

[Kontra K:]
Ich mag die Liebe, mag die Stille, mag den Hustle, den wir leben (leben)
Hass' die Falschheit vieler Blender, aber lieb' Ganovenehre (wooh)
Ich mag Leute, die nicht quatschen, sondern lieber stille Wasser
Und statt Gold sammeln wie Inkas lieber 'ne Finka für meinen Vater (ahh)
Meine Gang regiert den Plaza, alle meine Jungs sind on fuego
Was für Hahn im Korb? Ich seh' maximal nur Calimeros
Gangster schweigen und genießen, also quatsch mir nicht, Pendejo
Denn dein Rückgrat ist mehr wert als die Taschen voll Dineros
Geld kommt, Geld geht, aber Familie bleibt
Der innere Kreis elitär und klein
Auch wenn der Teufel viel Gesichter zeigt
Gott sei Dank nicht meins (meins)
Jeder testet, jeder redet, jeder schneidet sich ins Fleisch
Ich halt' meine Leute, halt' meine Ziele, meine Versprechen immer ein (ein)
Courage über Fame (Fame)
Und lieber Wölfe, die noch beißen, als die Köter, die nur bell'n
Klasse über Geld
Und lieber Loyalität für meine Gang als den Erfolg nur für mich selbst (selbst, selbst)

[Cardi B:]
Diamond district in the chain, chain (I said I like it like that)
Certified, you know I'm gang, gang, gang, gang (I said I like it like)
Drop the top and blow the brains, woo (I said I like it like that)
Oh, he's so handsome, what's his name? Yeah (I said I like it)
Oh, I need the dollars, cha-ching (I said I like it like that)
Beat it up like piñatas (I said I like it like)
Tell the driver, close the curtains (I said I like it like that, skrrt)
Bad bitch make you nervous (I said I like it)

[AK Ausserkontrolle:]
Früher ist Papa zur Arbeit mit Ticket gefahr'n
Heute sitzt Papa im dickesten Wagen
Weil wir busy war'n, weil wir, weil wir busy war'n
Meine Devise ist klar, einhundert Riesen in bar
Acker-Syndikat, Acker-Acker-Syndikat
Egal, ob Benzer oder Siebener, wir fahr'n vor
Das ist gangster, unser Leben einfach hardcore
Tatort, fliehen vom Tatort
Tatort, fliehen vom Tatort
Mach' Kilo für Kilo weg, zalame, zalame
Sie machen Minus jetzt, jealousy, jealousy
Wir sind Jungs, die immer mehr woll'n
Rolex am Gelenk, unsre Zeit ist wertvoll
Keine Hunderttausend-Euro-Schecks
Nein, nein, ich will alles bar, bar, bar
Meine Jungs und ich verkaufen Flex
Steig ein, doch ich will alles bar, bar, bar

[Cardi B:]
Diamond district in the chain, chain (I said I like it like that)
Certified, you know I'm gang (I said I like it like)
Drop the top and blow the brains, woo (I said I like it like that)
Oh, he's so handsome, what's his name? Yeah (I said I like it)

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Cheap Ass Weave - Cardi B

Lirik Lagu Cheap Ass Weave - Cardi B

The nerve of you bitches
Like, oh my God, I got no words for you bitches
Like, who's really serving you bitches?
I need some answers, I'm worried for bitches
Like, this really absurd
No wonder these niggas stay curving you bitches
Don't even take no more selfies
That weave don't even deserve any pictures
Like, where did you buy that shit?
Who really acknowledged it?
What made you feel that you would be lit if you went and copped that shit?
They tell you ya look good?
Wasn't you iffy?
Oh, I know, they tell you that you get two bundles for fifty
Girl, you ain't low
I know how this go
Cheap shoes is okay, cheap dress is okay, but cheap weave is a "no"
Don'tcha do it to yourself that's bad for your health
Don't fuck up your flow
Talk shit about me with ya dusty ass weave?
Now you outta control
I'm Cardi B, I come through and I kill everything, everything and that's a fact
Got me on my hitman shit like brrap-brrap-brrap-brrap-brrap-brrap-brrap
I'm fully reloaded, full clip
I cut to the chase, snip-snip
That weave gotta go, pink slip
Looking washed up, drip-drip

I can't believe it
This is insane
How can you talk about me when your weave is inside of the grave?
(It's dead, bitch)
I can't believe it
Or is it just me?
But why all these bitches just walking the streets with some cheap ass weave

Cheap ass weave
Cheap ass weave
How everything on fleek when you got some cheap ass weave?
Cheap ass weave
Cheap ass weave
Don't even step to me if you got some cheap ass weave

Cardi B killing shit, I'm causing casualties
I am a masterpiece, you are a tragedy
Finish you like Mortal Kombat; fatality
I got shit jumping like What a Time...
Like Jumpman, Jumpman
That weave you got should be a crime
You got no luck, man
And how you niggas even let them in the crib with that?
You know that weave stink, that shit need a Tic Tac
Now you tell me you pulling hair off your pillows, hair off the sheets, and even hair out your asscrack
So cheap weave is okay? I think I missed that
I see a track showing, you need to fix that
You got a braid loose, you need to twist that
You got it fucked up, I would never pick that
Lady Leshurr done told y'all to go brush your teeth
But after you done, you leave the crib with that cheap ass weave?
I'm begging Lord, oh God, oh God, oh please, oh please
Please just bless these thots, these thots with they cheap ass weave

I can't believe it
This is insane
How can you talk about me when your weave is inside of the grave?
(It's dead, bitch)
I can't believe it
Or is it just me?
But why all these bitches just walking the streets with some cheap ass weave

Cheap ass weave
Cheap ass weave
How everything on fleek when you got some cheap ass weave?
Cheap ass weave
Cheap ass weave
Don't even step to me if you got some cheap ass weave

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Bodak Yellow (Remix) - Cardi B

Lirik Lagu Bodak Yellow (Remix) - Cardi B (feat. Kodak Black)

[Kodak Black:]
Ayy, ayy, you know, you know why I fuck with Cardi B?
'Cause they be thinkin', they be thinkin' both of us crazy and shit
Like this sound like some, some, some, Bodak Orange shit
Or some, some Kodak Orange shit, man... like... ayy

[Cardi B (Kodak Black):]
Said lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (ayy, ayy, ayy)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes
(Woo, woo, woo! yah, yah, they're bloody shoes, bloody shoes)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (yah, yah, yah, wanna choose, ayy)
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (woo! yah, yah, yah, bih', don't get comfortable, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (yeah bih', I make money moves, ayy)
Said I don't gotta dance, I make money moves, (woo!, bih, I make money moves, ayy, ayy, ayy)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (nigga, I don't fuck with you, ayy, I don't fuck with you)
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (yah, I make money moves)

[Kodak Black:]
I ain't worried 'bout her, that's an old ho
You thought I was comin' with my old flow
Kodak ain't com to take no photo
I don't even pull up in a four door
I just hit a lick, hit the load though
All my life smokin' on JoJo
He was just posted up with dough though
Now he gettin' slammed by the popo
Thuggish, buggish, ruggish shit
I can't leave the streets, I love this shit
Never gave a shit 'bout a messy bitch
I ain't never take a risk for a petty lick
I'm at Digital Heights and I'm goin' on a heist
Dead presidents, John Kennedy
Dead presidents, pockets Mount Everest
When I step on the scene it's a felony (yeah, yeah)
Christian Louboutin (yeah)
These ain't Louis Vuittons (huh)
Hit a Kodak Bop on nae nae
I wanna top me a Nae Nae
Now I'm in a white whip, no mayonnaise
Stole a new car for me, Audi A8
Cardi B brought the beat, told me re-rock the heat
Try me, I'll do the race like I'm Tay-K
It ain't no flockin' over here, lil' buddy
All of us zombies over here, lil' buddy
All of us robbin' 'cause they love your money
Got our own money, but we love your money
Crack a nigga's head wide open like a pumpkin
Jaguar F-Type orange like a pumpkin
Young nigga, I got old hundreds
Smokin' K2 with my bunkie (woo!)

[Cardi B:]
Lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (woo!)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (woo, woo!)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ayy, woo!)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (ayy, ayy)
Said I don't gotta dance, I make money moves (woo!)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bloody moves, bloody moves, bloody moves...)

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Bodak Yellow (Latin Trap Mix)

Lirik Lagu Bodak Yellow (Latin Trap Mix) - Cardi B (feat. Messiah)

[Cardi B:]
(KSR
Hah, it's Cardi, ay
Said, "I'm the shit, they can't fuck with me if they wanted to")

Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me ni aunque tú quieras"
That's a fact, Cardi B y de el trap soy la mamá
Hit the store y compro todo lo que quiera comprar (ching)
I'm a boss, you a worker, yo alante y tú atrás, ooh (yeah)
Esta canción no es pa' mi curi y mi cuero, ooh
Un show mío lo que tú haces en un año entero
Si me ves no me saludes, tú y yo no somos amigas
Si tú no haces dinero tú no eres de la mía

¿Dique que tú puedes contra mi?
Vamo' averiguar, vamo' allá
Soy rapera y también yo se pelear
You in the club, tú chapeando, yo llegando y cobrando
Siempre 'toy depositando, tan' cansa' de mi en el banco
E' verdad, no me importa a quien yo le caiga mal
Llevo dos mixtapes en seis meses, nadie me puede parar (yeah)
I don't bother with these hoes
Don't let these hoes bother me (yeah)
All these bitches son mis hijas, to'as se copian de mi

Mira, yo me robo a tu novio, hago coro con tu esposo
Tu jevo ta' afisia'o, se que lo tengo sabroso
Yo se lo pongo en el paso
I'm like, "Okay" (okay)
Yo le pido lo que quiera
El me compra mi cartera y una jeepeta
Lo tengo tan afisiado que hasta me paga mi renta
Soy la má' dura en la calle, know you prolly heard of me
Me busca, me arreglé los dientes
Hope you hoes know it ain't cheap (ching)
Pagó la renta de mi madre y no dependo de nadie
Si no hablas de dinero es mejor que ni me hables

[Cardi B & Messiah:]
Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me ni aunque tú quieras"
That's a fact, Cardi B y de el trap soy la mamá
Hit the store y compro todo lo que quiera comprar (ching)
I'm a boss, you a worker, yo alante y tú atrás (yeah)
Esta canción no es pa' mi curi y mi cuero, ooh (cuero)
Un show mío lo que tú haces en un año entero (año entero)
Si me ves no me saludes, tú y yo no somos amigas (nope)
Si tú no haces dinero tú no eres de la mía

[Messiah:]
¿Dique que tú puedes contra mi? Suelta eso, bi
Nigga, please, to mis show son pago, ninguno gratis
Créeme a mí, no hagas que yo coja aquí un felony
I'm the big beef for well, these niggas know my pedigree
Honestly, I got bad bitches that wanna fuck with me
Suck on me, ride me crazy y dejarme seco a mí
Que yo no 'taba sonando, que no 'taba haciendo bulla
Dique que estaba apagao y pegao con la jeva tuya
Ando con mi primo Lucas, un corito sano y con par de putas
Lo que tu gasta' una noche en botellas, eso yo lo gasto en refilles de hooka
Los cueros dicen Messiah 'ta de pinga porque nos da y después se embala
A lo mejor ella pensaba que yo iba a darle y después mudarla
Andamo' en la calle, osea en la yesca
Andamo' fumando [?] purple haze en mi yerba
Hablan mierda a tu espalda y cuando te ven ellos no dicen na'
Ando con mi hermano DJ Hova and tonight we gonna shake the block

[Cardi B:]
Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me ni aunque tú quieras"
That's a fact, Cardi B y de el trap soy la mamá
Hit the store y compro todo lo que quiera comprar
I'm a boss, you a worker, yo alante y tú atrás, ooh
Esta canción no es pa' mi curi y mi cuero, ooh
Un show mío lo que tú haces en un año entero
Si me ves no me saludes, tú y yo no somos amigas
Si tú no haces dinero tú no eres de la mía, ooh

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