Money

Cardi B

23 Oct 2018

Lyrics

Money (Explicit) - Cardi B (卡迪·B)

Look my b***hes all bad my n***as all real

I ride on his d**k in some big tall heels

Big fat checks big large bills

Front I'll flip like ten cartwheels

Cold ass b***h I give Ross 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 b***h 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 that little a*s

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 s**t

I need room for my legs

I got a baby I need some money yeah

I need cheese for my egg

All y'all b***hes 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 b***h

Bring a thottie to the whip

If she fine or she thick godd**n

Walkin' past the mirror ooh

D**n I'm fine

Fine

Let a b***h 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 b***h 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 that little a*s

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

B***h I will pop on your pops

Your pops

B***h I will pop on whoever

Brrr

You know who popped the most s**t

Who

The people whose s**t not together

Okay

You'da bet Cardi a freak

Freak

All my pajamas is leather

Uh

B***h I will black on your a*s

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 b***h

Kiss the ring and kick rocks sis

Uh

Jump it down back it up

Ooh ayy

Make that n***a put down 2K

I like my n***as dark like D'USSÉ

You gonna eat this a*s like soup

Ayy

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

All I really wanna see is the

Money

I don't really need the D I need the

Money

All a bad b***h need is the

K K C

Woo

Money

Money

Money

Money

Money

Money

Money

Money

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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