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Lick (Remix) [Feat. Offset] – Cardi B

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[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

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[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

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

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Cardi B

What a Girl Likes – Cardi B

Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney
Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney
Yeah, it’s what a girl like
Yeah, it’s what a girl like
I don’t want ya man, I just want this shmoney
I don’t want ya man, I just want this shmoney
That’s what a girl like
That’s what a girl like

Gimme money, all I want is money
I’m Cardi B, all I know is shmoney shmoney
Beat ya bitch, if it’s not green then back up off me
Fuck it send em’ EBTs, food stamps, this shit not funny
I’m here for money and I’m bout to put in work
Yellow man, nobody move, nobody get hurt
It’s just to the paper
Fuck it, man I got a cake up
Niggas spend all this money, you saved up
Throw it all in his face like it’s make-up
Yeah nigga, straight up

Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney
Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney
Yeah, it’s what a girl like
Yeah, it’s what a girl like
I don’t want ya man, I just want this shmoney
I don’t want ya man, I just want this shmoney
That’s what a girl like
That’s what a girl like

I don’t want ya man, hoe, I just want the money
Why don’t you understand, hoe, please don’t be a dummy
His name not Benjamin, he can’t do nothing for me
It’s all about a check and plus that nigga ugly
He like my setup, how I dress up, so I guess it’s head up
He spend that cheddar, mozzarella, yeah he fuck a check up
I tell him step up, put that bread up, don’t you hesitate
I have the goons at your door, like “Hello, what’s in the safe?”

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Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney
Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney
Yeah, it’s what a girl like
Yeah, it’s what a girl like
I don’t want ya man, I just want this shmoney
I don’t want ya man, I just want this shmoney
That’s what a girl like
That’s what a girl like

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Cardi B

Lit Thot – Cardi B

Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can’t
Peanut butter ass work
Fuck around and get jammed
Cardi in this bitch you better understand
I flip the script and kill shit now they want to hold my hand
I be that hood bitch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves

Oh they mad I’m a keep them mad oh they hella sick
See me stunting see me getting bands oh yeah hella bricks
Cardi looking good in this shit oh yeah hella fit
Run up on me wrong they pop the trunk on you elephants
You don’t know me hoe you don’t know me bro you don’t know me just move
I A-L-T control delete and get your ass removed
That fuck shit that truck shit I do not approve
You niggas with that shrimp dicks be fucking up my mood

I be that hood bitch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can’t
Peanut butter ass work
You fuck around and get jammed
Cardi in this bitch you better understand
I flip the script and kill shit now they want to hold my hand

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Just get up off me just get up off me just get up off me you fake
You talking all that tough shit but quick to talk to the jakes
Let a bitch try me that’s these red bottoms to the face
Nigga hating hoes ain’t got no clout that’s Superman with no cape
All I need is Coronas and I’m set for the night
Let a bitch act up just know it’s on sight
They mad cause my time came and I didn’t miss my flight
Fuck you thought a bitch was gonna be down her whole life
Bitch no

I be that hood bitch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves

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Bronx Season – Cardi B

Oh, how you doing?
I’m alright
[Laughs]

Now how much times do I gotta prove these niggas wrong?
And how much times I gotta show these bitches I ain’t soft?
How many shows I gotta sell out ‘fore you get the cost?
Why they really tryna front like I ain’t hit the charts?
All these labels, throwing deals from left to right
But I ain’t giving in until they get them numbers right
All these people think that this shit happen overnight
All that flexin’ they be doing
Shit is all a hype
No tolerance for a hating bitch
Talking shit
Only time I hold my tongue is when I’m sucking dick
So when I see you in the streets, yeah, it’s fucking lit
And don’t be talking all that sorry shit
Don’t flip the script
I see the lights
I hear the hype
I hit the mic
I kill the show
I get my dough
I catch a flight
I see a hater
I’m running down
It’s on sight
I throw my hands
I hit em’ left
I hit em’ right

They sleeping on me just because I used to strip
But it’s all good cause now they wanna get up in my VIP
Blowing up my phone
Saying everything I touch is lit
Acting cool and wanna fuck me
Like they wasn’t talking shit
I let em’ live
Let the shady motherfuckers live
Get them the price then it’s time to show em’ what it is
Don’t got the bat?
Well then what you really tryna pitch?
Don’t waste my time
I ain’t never been no average bitch

Not to mention
I did my tour and that shit was winning
Independent, the headline
Award of feeling
I thank the Lord for all the blessings that he is given
I love the fans
They fill me up with their ammunition
I don’t really talk shit but now I gotta off this
I don’t know why bitches think we work in the same office
Corny bitches tryna keep up?
Look exhausted
Wave the white flag
Girl, you might as well just forfeit

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My ex told me I was never gon’ be shit
Lookie, lookie now
Lookie now
Nigga I’m that bitch
What you thought?
Yeah, you really lost
Now you kinda sick
But I ain’t never need a nigga
I was always on my shit
I used to stare at magazines
On the train
Looking at these models
Like “I gotta be this one day”
Fuck around
Got myself a name
Now I’m getting paid
Left the corny bitches in the grave
Now they throwing shade

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