MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
cardi b - get up 10
Look, they gave a bitch two options: strippin' or lose
Used to dance in a club right across from my school
I said "dance" not "fuck", don't get it confused
Had to set the record straight
'cause bitches love to assume
Mama couldn't give it to me, had to get at Sue's
Lord only knows how I got in them shoes
I was covered in dollars, now I'm drippin' in jewels
A bitch play with my money? Might as well spit in my food
Bitches hated my guts, now they swear we was cool
Went from makin' tuna sandwiches to makin' the news
I started speakin' my mind and tripled my views
Real bitch, only thing fake is the boobs
Get money, go hard, you're mothafuckin' right
Never been no fraud in my mothafuckin' life
Get money, go hard, damn fuckin' right
Stunt on these bitches out of mothafuckin' spite
Ain't no runnin' up on me, went from nothin' to glory
I ain't tellin' ya to do it, I'm just tellin' my story
I don't hang with these bitches
'cause these bitches be corny
And I got enough bras, ya ain't gotta support me
I went from rag to riches, went from Wic to lit, nigga
Only person in my fam to see six figures
The pressure on your shoulders feel like boulders
When you gotta make sure that everybody straight
Bitches stab you in your back
while they smilin' in your face
Talking crazy on your name, trying not to catch a case
I waited my whole life just to shit on niggas
Climbed to the top floor so I can spit on niggas
Said "I was just tryna chill and make bangers" (bangers)
Tell all these old bitches they in danger (stop)
The thing on my hip whip bitches into shape (brrt)
That's what I call a fuckin' waist trainer
You gon' run up on who and do what? (who?)
I think y'all got your story screwed up (yeah)
I came here to ball, is you nuts?
I don't want your punk-ass man, I'm too tough (facts)
I'm the one that's killin' shit, hands down (hands down)
If you got a problem with me, say it now (say it)
'Cause I don't wanna hear no sneak dissin' (huh?)
'Specially not from one you weak bitches
I'm on go like I don't see no stop lights (skrrt)
I'm steppin' out every day, prom night (facts)
So if it's all love, show me love then (huh?)
'Cause you hatin' on a bitch, that's what it sounds like
Beast mode, that's how I give it up, nigga
Hoodie low, that's how I'm pullin' up
Just 'cause I been on the road
don't mean I been on the run
And you gon' have to learn to hold your tongue
or hold the gun (brrt, woo)
And we all know you ain't that type (no)
I smack you and the bitch that you act like (yeah)
I started gettin' money, bitches upset (cash)
They remind me of my pussy, bitches mad tight
Nails done, hair lit, keep them both laced (laced)
Come through shinin' with a Rollie bust face (shine)
Headshot, headshot, tell 'em closed case
Ain't no bitches spittin' like this since '08
I don't trust no nigga, I don't fear no bitch (fear no bitch)
Whole life been through some fucked up shit (fucked up)
They say I'm too that, oh, I'm too this
When you seen what I've seen, you end up like this (woo)
I walked into the label, "where the check at? "
(where the check?)
Cardi B on the charts, ain't expect that
Where that bitch that was claimin' she a threat? (where?)
I'ma put a Louboutin where her neck at
They say, I'm too ratchet, they say, I act wild
(I act wild, wild)
I'm tryna whip the foreign like a bad ass child
(bad ass child, skrrt)
They caught me slippin' once, tell 'em try that now
(try that now)
Cardi B, know it's me
Hear that "blap" sound (Blap!)
Man, I said we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Yeah, but I get up ten
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Bitch (woo)
I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me (yeah)
Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (ah)
I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me (grr)
I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (grr)
We gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten (woo)
Yeah, I said we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Bitch!
cardi b - back it up
Yeah
Cardi B
Aw yeah
(Hoodcelebrityy)
Hey gal, beg you listen to my offa
Yuh body, me ah beg a likkle wine offa
This a nuh sumn for your smile offa
Me guarantee it ah go bun yuh like lava
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me
Back it up, I'm sittin' while me back it up
So me jack it up, sidung pon di cocky suh
Em wah em cocky suck, so me take me tongue and plap it up
Suck 'til cocky bruk, em seh gal how you suh sloppy suh
Bwoy, you a deal wid di realest
And when me a cum, you gon' feel it
Give you the best fuckin' of yuh life
The way me back it up, me swear you naa go leave tonight
Hey boy, watch how me a go put pah yuh
The way me deal wid it, dem call me comey master
Dah pussy tight ,so yuh come faster
And when me done wid you, you a go need wata
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me
Gal, mek it clap fi di Don
Back it up pon me, me have di cash inna hand
Pussy ah buss out ah di damn piece ah thong
So me love when gal grab the mic, sing ah song
That's right, yuh titty dem ah buss out ah yuh dress like
The strippers dem a wah yuh dress like
Dem gal deh me love, dem have the best vibe
Me wuda fuck yuh 'til death and fuck yuh inna the next life
Hey gal, beg you listen to my offa
Yuh body, me ah beg a likkle wine offa
This a nuh sumn for your smile offa
Me guarantee it ah go bun yuh like lava
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me
Yuh say yuh love it how me back it up
Pussy fat, print out, me nuh affi pack it up
Position, look round ah back, how you ah mash it up
Pussy nice and firm, it get the cocky tough
Wooii, yuh say me bad, yuh need a wine afta
And the pussy, yah sumn you'd ah die afta
Give it to you one time, you wuda cry afta
But me nuh waa nuh watch man weh come fi spy afta, wooii
Hey gal, beg you listen to my offa
Yuh body, me ah beg a likkle wine offa
This a nuh sumn for your smile offa
Me guarantee it ah go bun yuh like lava
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me
cardi b - bodak yellow
KSR (ooh)
Hah, it's Cardi, ayy
Said, "I'm the shit, they can't fuck with me if they wanted to"
Umm...
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
Esta canción es pa' mis goonies y mis cueros
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 las mías
¿Dique que tú puedes contra mi? Vamo' a averiguar
Vamo' allá, soy rapera y también yo sé pelear
You in the club, tú chapeando, yo llegando y cobrando
Siempre estoy depositando, 'tan cansao' de mí en el banco
En verdad, no me importa a quien yo le caiga mal
Llevo dos mixtapes en seis meses, nadie me puede parar
I don't bother with these hoes, don't let these hoes bother me
All these bitches son mis hijas, to'as se copian de mí
Mira, yo me robo a tu novio?ooh?, hago coro con tu esposo
Tu jevo 'ta aficia'o, sé que lo tengo sabroso
Yo se lo pongo en el paso, I'm like, "Okay"
Yo le pido lo que quiera, él me compra mi cartera y una jeepeta
Lo tengo tan aficia'o que hasta me paga mi renta
Soy la más dura en la calle, know you prolly heard of me
Me busca, me arreglé los dientes, hope you hoes know it ain't cheap
Pago la renta de mi madre y no dependo de nadie
Si no hablas de dinero es mejor que ni me hables
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
Esta canción es pa' mis goonies y mis cueros
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 las mías
¿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 hookah
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 lleca
Andamo' fumando peyote, 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
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
Esta canción es pa' mis goonies y mis cueros
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 las mías
cardi b - bronx season
Oh, how you doin'?
I'm alright
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, throwin' deals from left to right
But I ain't givin' in until they get them numbers right
All these people think that this shit happen overnight
All that flexin' they be doin', shit is all a hype
No tolerance for a hatin' bitch talkin' shit
Only time I hold my tongue is when I'm suckin' dick
So when I see you in the streets, yeah, it's fuckin' lit
And don't be talkin' 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 runnin' down, it's on sight
I throw my hands, I hit em' left, I hit em' right
They sleepin' on me just because I used to strip
But it's all good 'cause now they wanna get up in my VIP
Blowin' up my phone, sayin' everythin' I touch is lit
Actin' cool and wanna fuck me like they wasn't talkin' shit, woah
I let 'em live, let the shady motherfuckers live
Get them the price then it's time to show them 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 winnin'
Independent, the headline, award of feelin'
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
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, yeah
I used to stare at magazines on the train
Lookin' at these models like, "I gotta be this one day"
Fuck around, got myself a name, now I'm gettin' paid
Left the corny bitches in the grave, so they throwin' shade
cardi b - foreva
[Chorus]
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be rude whereva
If a bitch beef with me we gon beef foreva
[Verse 1]
Why you always tryna run and hide
Always have my name up in your mouth you outta line
You gon' make me pop up at your door like surprise
Like come outside lil' bitch come outside
Never by my lonely got my niggas by my side
And all my niggas skrr skrr yeah they down to ride
Yeah my bitches go to work I'm talking 9 to 5
The streets want to fuck around you won't stay alive
Your man can cross you and I make sure that you pay the price
So don't be lacking when you coming home from work at night
You run your mouth I poppin out now it's on sight
You gon' be just like my pussy hella tight
A hoe can hate but don't be fucking with my commas
And if she is I'll shape her up and she gon' get the line up
Can't be starting all these problems if you cannot solve them
Cardi backing down I swear to God that's not an option
[Chorus]
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be rude whereva
If a bitch beef with me we gon beef foreva
[Verse 2]
Some bitches claim they with the shits but they ain't with a thing
I spend the block come around like a boomerang
Silence silence I don't hear a thing
Worry about me but your pussy smell like turtle tank
I pull up on that check nothing less that's all I do
10 bands 50 bands ain't nothing new
I see some people who still worried about my revenue
I'm eating good you wish you could don't worry about my food
And niggas hating on a female ain't no way to live
You bitch made make me wonder if you got a dick
How you feeling like a man envying a chick
Wake up and go get some money go and find your niche
Silly muthafucka who raised you
A nigga with a pussy how disgraceful
I have my hittas come and duck tape you
And your bitch could get it too double date boo
So let's get it so let's get it so let's get it let's not waste a minute
You clearly started so let's finish
I don't do forgiveness, they take your kindness for a gimmick
I'm just here for business
I'm running down and I'm with it
[Chorus]
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be rude whereva
If a bitch beef with me we gon beef foreva
cardi b - hectic
Cardi
Hard work
Ayo, step up in the spot, you know who I be
Couple bottles pop in the VIP
Dancin' all up on the couch, shakin' my ass
Probably leave with ya man, grand larceny
Bitch, pardon me, you don't wanna start with me
I be out here gettin' cash, you be in the thottery
I be in the trap, chasin' chips like the lottery
You ain't bout that life, you don't be like Cardi B
All my gettin'-shmoney hoes, put ya hands up
Yeah, you cute but you gon' have to pull ya pants up, yeah
I see you over there checkin' out my thick thighs, tetas
See, I gotta smart mouth and what?
Keep it litty for my city, NYC
Take the whole nut, ain't worried 'bout no Plan B
Yeah, I'm nasty, lick my lips, blow a kiss
And walk off with a hunnid thou' on my wrist
Swish, I ain't with the politics
"A hoe never gets cold," you know what the motto is
Unless it's baguettes diamond cuts, gold bottles, bitch
Sittin' in that 6, frostbite, feelin' hella lit
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don't worry 'bout what's on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I'm in the spot, I'm slayin' shit, I'm in the best fit
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don't worry 'bout what's on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I'm in the spot, I'm slayin' shit, I'm in the best fit
NY, do or die, yeah I got this
KSR, chill y'all, yeah I got this
40 those, 2 seater in the cockpit
And I'm a freak so you know that bitch topless
You a hot mess, that's a fact though
Understood the life, bitch, you know how that go
A lot of thots out here plottin' on my cash flow
But I'm a queen just tryna build the castle
You a fiend, you all up in my asshole
I cause a scene and give you what you ask for
Hair did, manicure, so ready, check
Attitude have to be so petty, yep
I'm in it this year, a minute to spare, I swear
My vision is clear, y'all bitches be weird, I'm here
Showstopper, Ms. Life of the party, yeah
Top shotta, no filter, Young Cardi, yeah
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don't worry 'bout what's on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I'm in the spot, I'm slayin' shit, I'm in the best fit
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don't worry 'bout what's on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I'm in the spot, I'm slayin' shit, I'm in the best fit
cardi b - her perspective
Yo where the fuck was you at?
Fuck you mean you at some club
Bet you at the club got niggas touching on your ass right
Same ass I'm supposed to be touching on right
Bitch you think you cute ohh you think you a bad bitch
Bitch you ain't shit you trash bitch thot doodle fuck you talking about
What? What? Bitch you crazy I'll smack the shit out your dumb ass like I did last
Look look look hold on hold on hold on
Yo stop raising your muhfuckin voice bitch you already know what time it is
I don't give a fuck bitch you know what matter fact close the fucking door cause the neighbors about to see exactly what the fuck is about to go on
Close the fucking door you stupid ass slut
What? I will fucking kill you
You don't fucking understand I will fucking kill you
I will put a bullet through your fucking scalp you dumb ass hoe
Calm down? Me? What?
Stop screaming stop screaming I don't want nobody to know what the fuck going on right now stop screaming
Get the fuck off me
Yo look get the fuck out my crib matter fact stay here I'm out and you better be here when I get back you stupid ass bitch
And if I catch you in the club I don't give a fuck what club it is Ima fuck you up there too
cardi b - i gotta hurt you
[Verse 1]
You know
I could love you with all my heart
You're my baby and
And I love you I just
I just feel the need to hurt you
Maybe I'm scorn
Maybe I need a therapist
Maybe I'm petty
I just
[Bridge]
I want to hurt you
I want to hurt you
I want to hurt you
I need to make you sure you remember me forever
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
(I was raised well)
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
I want to hurt you
I want to hurt you
I want to, I want to hurt you
I want to hurt, hurt, hurt
I want to hurt you
(Forever)
I want to hurt you
I want to, I want to hurt you
(Forever)
I want to hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt
I want to hurt you
[Beatdrop - Refrain]
I want to hurt you
I got to make sure that you feel me
I need to make sure you remember me forever
I have to show you
[Verse 2]
Hi there
My name is, my name is
Cardi, Cardi, Cardi, Cardi
I don't know
I love it
I love it
Lonelyness
It fulfills my sorrow
You may think
You may think I have no tomorrow
Its easier to die
Than to live
But I will show you
That I'm strong enough
To use you and abuse you
And I'm gonna live
And I'm gonna win (haha)
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I-I-I-I-I'm go-onna win
[Beatdrop - Refrain]
I want to hurt you
I got to make sure that you feel me
I need to make sure they remember me forever
I have to show you
cardi b - leave that bitch alone
Cardi
Cardi B
Leave that bitch alone
Leave that bitch alone
You knew that I was crazy
Why the fuck you took her home?
Now I'm goin' through your phone
Seein' all these hoes
You knew that I don't like her
What type of crazy shit you on?
You want me to come to your crib and get comfortable
What if I wanna move in and shit?
I will show up on some random shit
Don't let me catch a bitch, you wanna chance that shit?
You should just dead it
I swear to God you gon' regret it
Watch when I start askin' you:
Why the fuck you take so long to answer my message?
The fuck you gon' tell me?
Oh, you with the homies?
Don't even think you can curve me for some other pussy
'Cause it can get ugly
Boy, I be on some other shit
Just lettin' you know wassup
'Cause if I ever find out 'bout that other bitch
Boy, you gon' get that bitch cut
I'm not the one
I don't know why would you try it
Trust me, my nigga, just know I will beat all of them judges
I swear I'm not lyin'
Pussy was good
Pussy was perfect
But watch when I pop all ya tires and key up ya whip
Like, "I hope it was worth it"
Leave that bitch alone
Leave that bitch alone
You knew that I was crazy
Why the fuck you took her home?
Now I'm goin' through your phone
Seein' all these hoes
You knew that I don't like her
What type of crazy shit you on?
What if I tell you I wanna be wifey?
What you gon' tell me, I might be?
Then I'ma want ya password to ya Twitter, ya Facebook
And even ya IG
Boy, it's a wrap
'Cause I got the gat
And I will blow all them bitches that's all in ya DMs
Just don't call me back, nigga
Please don't be dumb
My hair always in a bun
You know what that means, I'll be ready for war
And remember I got a gun
I be on some other shit
Just lettin' you know from now
So when that time come around and I do catch you lackin'
Move outta town
I'm tellin' you
I don't be with all that crying
If I get her or you fuck with motions
I'm gon' light ya girl on fire
Pussy was good
Pussy was perfect
But if I ever pop up on you fuckin' that bitch
Boy, you gon' need a surgeon
Leave that bitch alone
Leave that bitch alone
You knew that I was crazy
Why the fuck you took her home?
Now I'm goin' through your phone
Seein' all these hoes
You knew that I don't like her
What type of crazy shit you on?
Leave that bitch alone
cardi b - lick
Yeah
Lookin' like I caught a (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Woah
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I've been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Look at me, look at me
They ain't like me before, now they bookin' me
The glow got bitches so shook at me
They like, "Chef 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 starin'
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
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I've been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Lookin' like I caught a lick
See me in my 'bach, now they all surprised
Now they call my phone, I just press decline
Not even six seconds, I don't give 'em Vine
Tell 'em, "Fall back," all must recline
Bitches mad as fuck but I don't give a fuck
Niggas can't believe it, better soak it up
Lookin' like I caught a lick, bitch
Your nigga got me on his wishlist
Thought I was makin' no moves?
Thought I was gon' be livin' in Sues?
Thought I was makin' no money?
You fuckin' thought I was gon' lose
Everythin' I did, I swear I got paid
Been 'bout my money, that ain't gon' change
Bitch, you gon' drown tryna ride on my wave
Corny ass bitches, I just can't relate
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
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I've been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Lookin' like I caught a lick
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
cardi b - lit thot
[Chorus:]
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
[Verse 1:]
Oh they mad Ima 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
[Chorus:]
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
[Verse 2:]
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
[Chorus:]
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
cardi b - never give up
Cardi
Josh X
I see the pain in your eyes
And truth is, only the strong survive
And you still here, so from here you only gon' rise
Spread them wings so they can tell you how far you gonna fly
You don't gotta pop them pills
I know just how you feel
I know there's a lot of fake love
But there's love that's actually real
But that can't stop you now
You're already on the battle field
Took everythin' that came your way
Almost at the top of the hill, fly, baby, fly
Never give up
We're almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That we'll never give up
We're almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That I will never give up
Don't be so quick to just give in
If you give up now, how you gon' win?
I know them stressful nights made you and the pills best friends
I know it feels good, but this shit just got to end
I'm countin' on you, boo
Put this peer pressure on you
If I overcame that shit
I know you can make it too
I don't want to see you lose
There's other ways to heal that bruise
I know you can make it to see
What's at the end of the solution, shine, baby, shine
Never give up
We're almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That we'll never give up
We're almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That I will never give up
Don't jump now
I come for you
I'm here for you
Never give up
We're almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That we'll never give up
We're almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That I will never give up
I love you
cardi b - on fleek
I pull up, like what's up, everything on fleek
I do it nice, seven days a week
Like oh my, oh my, oh my God
I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge
When I'm done, they be like you better
You better, you better, you better
When that check come I be like
You better, you better, you better
I'm Cardi exotic, my ice retarded
I walk in the party get started
Murder scene he want all this
Your bitch I demolish on fleek is what you call it
This not a game, fuck is you saying
Bullshit is something I don't entertain
Come correct if gon' call out my name
Not talking money I'm switching these lanes, like swerve
Now watch me, now watch me, swag surf
Boy you better respect the curve
I'm on my bullshit, fuck what you heard
Oh you ain't know, well you gon' learn
I pull up like what's up, everything on fleek
I do it nice, seven days a week
Like oh my, oh my, oh my God
I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge
When I'm done, they be like you better
You better, you better, you better
When that check come I be like
You better, you better, you better
Fleek the definition of me
I keep it in check papi
I am a whole different breed
I'm Cardi, capiche
Them other ones can't compete
I make bitches want to retreat
I go to the desert for weeks
When I come back I come back with heat
Now they be all up in my Dm
Trying to give Cardi B the (?)
I swear to God I don't see 'em
I'm high up in the hills like The Weeknd
I pull like what's up, everything on fleek
I do it nice, seven days a week
Like oh my, oh my, oh my God
I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge
When I'm done, they be like you better
Do better, you better, you better
When that check come I be like
You better, you better, you better
cardi b - pop off
Them motherfuckers be like, "But what type of niggas will wife you?"
My type of niggas will wife me! The type of niggas that like bitches that pop off and suck dick all day motherfuckin' long, bitch
Thanks to all my followers that always defended me, y'all like my god brothers and god sisters. I would dead jump in your fight, I would dead jump in your fight. Now what's poppin?
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin' shit?
I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin', off
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin' shit?
I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin', off
I'm startin' to lose my patience, weak bitches hatin'
Bitches throwing subs like I won't kick your face in
Baby mama's mad 'cause I'm in first place, and
When it comes to you bitch, there's no conversation
I been to give it up grimy, I'm the Bronx bitch, I'm feisty
"Cardi why you feisty?" Shut up bitch, fight me
NY raised and so you know it's very likely
That when I hear some shit that I don't like, I get hype B
Who would wanna wife me? Your nigga wanna wife me
You think 'cause I'm a stripper hoe, that nigga won't think twice B?
Put this pussy on his face, rde that shit nicely
Set his ass up, then you really ain't gon' like me
So what you tryna do? You and you and you
I feel some type a way, a bitch finna get loose
Tell me what's the deal? I'm 'bout to start the hill
The wig is comin' off, shit 'bout to get real
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin' shit?
I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin', off
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin' shit?
I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin', off
Got beef with Cardi B? I'm poppin' off
Shit get hectic? I'ma drop it off
Oh you shinin'? Your chain and your watch is off
You was never with this shit, nigga, knock it off
Youse a pussy, and your whole block is soft
You caught feelings, could she ain't even drop you off
You thought that bag was gettin' you pussy, not at all
You was gettin' lied, you ain't know she made that call
To the dog's dinner, and they starvin'
I gotta feed all 'em
I'maget that nigga, you gon' get that bitch
What they thought switched 'cause we both got rich?
Nah, we on the same time
You got yours, I got mine
You got a problem, get in line
It's Cardi B, and 2 times
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin' shit?
I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin', off
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin' shit?
I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin', off
Shit, that bitch six three and she bodied
Superman calves, and her shoulder somethin' retarded
I ain't backin' down, Cardi got the heart regardless
You gon' have to knock me out if you think I'ma forfeit
Gang gang, squad up, and have my niggas all on it
Pay a couple niggas and they had you out in a coffin
And I put that on my life, I really don't do this often
But the way I'm feelin' now, like whatever, I'm on it
Have you laid out on the stretcher with your socks off
Had the pastor prayin', like, "Sorry for your, loss"
Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off
My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off
I'm Cardi B, east coast newest contender
5'3" lookin' good with the nails bananas
Freddy Kruger on these bitches, I cut their lights off
Should have read the memo, Cardi B pops off
cardi b - pull up
Hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me
Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain't safe, you better pull up, homie
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on me
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on me
I heard you talkin' cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face
No, I don't think they know
They don't know how this go
They think I'm broke
What a fuckin' joke
When I walk in the door, I gets my dough
Then a bitch get low
I used to kill them poles, now I kill them shows
They don't like my growth, well fuck ya hoes
Yeah, 'cause all my bitches that be gettin' with me
If I put a fifty, they gon' put a fifty
Every night, ask whose rendezvous
It was king of swingers and the shonty with me
I had to go get it on some real shit
If you a real bitch ,you gon' feel this
Every single nigga that came my way
I finesse and juug on some ill shit
So much people think they know my pussy
But no one can say they fucked
Please show me hoe facts
Name-drop, round 'em up
That bum bitch like to run her mouth
I swear to God I'ma lay her out
When I catch you on the side of town
My Guiseppe heels gonna stomp you out
I'm tired of playin', I'm tired of playin'
I'ma give you hell, you gon' think I'm Satan
I see you mad 'cause I'm 'bout to have this whole shit on lock
Incarceration
Someone gave you wrong information
You try to play me, that's confirmation
But it's all good 'cause when you see my face
Shit don't come out like it's constipation
You stuck, bitch, yeah
I know it sucks, bitch, yeah
Pull up, bitch, yeah
Like wassup, bitch, yeah
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin' cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me
Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain't safe, you better pull up, homie
Let's go, I mean come on now, who you tryna flex for?
Why you actin' like I won't leave you down in the ground?
But you knew what it was from the get-go
That Cardi on some new shit
Get that money then I go flip
Some people think I'm just a dumb bitch
If that was true I wouldn't have shit, yeah
Bronx bitch 'til the day I die
I did my dirt and I ain't gotta lie
You can talk crazy on IG
But when I run up, let them hands fly
I don't fuck around with no fuckin' clowns
Any niggas with me, they fuckin' hounds
Any bitches with me, they fuckin' down
So if you really 'bout it, then pull up now
You stuck, bitch, yeah
I know it sucks, bitch, yeah
Pull up, bitch, yeah
Like wassup, bitch, yeah
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin' cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me
Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain't safe, you better pull up, homie
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