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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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Bodak Yellow (Money Moves) – Cardi B

Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
At the store I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
Don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
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

Now she say she gon’ do what to who?
Let’s find out and see, Cardi B
You know where I’m at
You know where I be
You in the club just to party
I’m there, I get paid a fee
I be in and out them banks so much
I know they’re tired of me
Honestly, don’t give a fuck
‘Bout who ain’t fond of me
Dropped two mixtapes in six months
What bitch working as hard as me?
I don’t bother with these hoes
Don’t let these hoes bother me
They see pictures, they say goals
Bitch, I’m who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some bathe
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
My pussy feel like a lake
He wanna swim with his face
I’m like okay
I’ll let him did what he want
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
And the new whip
When I go fast as a horse
I got the trunk in the front
I’m the hottest in the street
Know you prolly heard of me
Got a bag & fixed my teeth
Hope you hoes know it ain’t cheap
And I pay my mama bills
I ain’t got no time to chill
Think these hoes be mad at me
Their baby father want a feel

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Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
At the store I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
Don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
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

If you a pussy you get popped
You a groupie, you a opp
Bet you come around my way
You can’t hang around my block
And I just checked my accounts
Turns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m rich
I put my hand above my hip
I bet, you dip, he dip, she dip
I say, I get the money and go
This shit is hot like a stove
My pussy glitter as gold
Tell that lil bitch play her role
I just a-rove in a Rolls
I just came up in a Wraith
I need to fill up the tank
No – I need to fill up the safe
I need to let all these hoes know
That none of they niggas is safe

I go to dinner & steak
Only the real can relate
I used to live in the P’s
Now it’s a crib with a gate
Roly got charms, look like frosted flakes
I had to let these bitches know
Just in case these hoes forgot
I just run and check the mail
Another check from Mona Scott

Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
At the store I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
Don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
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

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With That (Remix) – Cardi B

Hundred band, hundred band
I’m ’bout my bread I got to get this shmoney man
They fuck with my shmoney I’m sending them shots I watch them do the running man
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
He just want to splurge and its ok I’m so cool with that
5 thousand on a purse yeah baby boy I’m so cool with that
Fuck him so good he gonna want to go spend all that
Pussy got him on the jugg he gonna re-up and come right back

No I’m not cool, cause bitch I’m bool
And I’m been jacking that ever since school
So don’t be a fool
Run up on me got mechanics with tools
And they ain’t scared to lose
They had me on snooze
Now when I host it’s is a zoo
When the host is a zoo
Got me a check I got a check
Feeling so blessed
Doing a lot more than what they expect
I’m in my prime everything in effect
And I’m so cool with that
This hustle not new to that
Sell out these spots got ’em thinking like who did that
This new bitch from the Bronx
The one that you slept on for so long so cool all that, cool all that

Hundred band, hundred band
I’m ’bout my bread I got to get this shmoney man
They fuck with my shmoney I’m sending them shots I watch them do the running man
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
He just want to splurge and its ok I’m so cool with that
5 thousand on a purse yeah baby boy I’m so cool with that
Fuck him so good he gonna want to go spend all that
Pussy got him on the juug he gon’ re-up and come right back

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He want to dab in this pussy but I don’t think he get the picture
He ask me what I want I tell him make me look like sub-zero sister
I’m talking that ice just ignore the price or I might just dismiss ya
Don’t do broke niggas ain’t no joke nigga cause the pussy delicious
Bitches mad at me cause I’m on my shit
I know they doubted me cause I used to strip
Blew on IG on some regular shit, then she to TV on some degular shit
When I pull up on that bitch for talking that shit amnesia kick in and I swear they forget
Then I think to myself they ain’t fuck with my money then I keep it pushing watch out lil’ bitch

Hundred band, hundred band
I’m ’bout my bread I got to get this shmoney man
They fuck with my shmoney I’m sending them shots I watch them do the running man
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
He just want to splurge and its ok I’m so cool with that
5 thousand on a purse yeah baby boy I’m so cool with that
Fuck him so good he gonna want to go spend all that
Pussy got him on the jugg he gon’ re-up and come right back

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