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Play with my pussy but don't play with my emotions
If you spend some money then maybe I just might fuck you
When I shake that ass I'ma do this shit in slow motion
You got a whole lotta cash then nigga, you know I want it
Break some bread, oh nigga, that butter my biscuit
You ain't talk money, then really that's none of my business
I don't even need these lenses
20 on 20 my vision
Bad yellow bitch with her eye on the prize
But nigga, I ain't no minion
Slob on my cat, bet this nigga met his match (Yeah)
Take his phone 'fore I throw it back, nigga, this ain't that (Fuck)
Check in with me (Yeah), I love a sneaky link
He ain't eat the pussy right if he ain't had to change the sheets (Woo)
Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah
Check in with me, then do your job
Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain
This is Monse, patty Plain Jane
Ayo, I'mma explain why you probably never see me
I push a Lamborghini, chocha magic like Houdini
My body shaped like Jeannie, booty dreamy, waist is teeny
Yes, I told him to get TIDAL so he stream me when he leave me
I go hard in the booth, Biggie vibes, gimme the loot
I'm a classy millionaire, bitches ain't got the couth
C-O-U-T-H 'cause you can't spell it either
If I call him then he coming home running, Derek Jeter
Bitches must be eating ass because I swear they're bottom feeders
Hoe, you know that you my son, I shoulda scrapped you as a fetus
All these bitches rockin' inches cause they followin' the leader
I should switch it up on hoes and rock a Afro like Lupitas
I don't keep up with the Joneses but I do know Catherine Zeta
I'm with Candice, TT, Thembi, and Viola, mi amiga
Rap bitches they gotta check in with the Queen
I'm the Alpha, the Omega, everything in between, uh
Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah
Check in with me, then do your job
Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain
This is Monse, patty Plain Jane
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin'
Fuck him then I get some money, yeah
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin'
Fuck him then I get some money
I need tongue, I need face, give me brain, concentrate
Apple phone, Prada case, kill a weave, rock a lace
Fuck the Moe, buy the Ace, fuck the Ghost, drive the Wraith
Get some money, flood the Rollie, fuck the Rollie, Patek face
My career takin' off, these hoes jogging in place
Swear these hoes run they mouth, how these hoes out of shape?
Can you stop with all the subs? Bitch, I ain’t Jared
If you really want some smoke, you can pull up, you can get it
Grab a hand full of braids, make your nigga eat me out
Put a white boy on Sazón, I might turn G-Eazy out
Keep it G from the club 'til the end from the spot
You know me, Cardi B, pussy poppin’ on the charts!
Why you wanna play with me? You know I'm undefeated
A real hot girl know how to keep a nigga heated
You say you want respect? Well treat me how you wanna be treated
You told me "keep it real" but you don't practice what you preachin'
You want me to blow your phone up and come looking for you till I find you
You really want me to whoop the hoe that you fuckin' with if I find her
Bitch you ain't that busy, I don't give a fuck what you ain't got time for
You look me in my eyes and know you lyin', man that's fraud, bruh
Man you knew I was a player 'fore you met me, need to relax
You know that you gon' hate me if I get to playin' get-back
I ain't turn into no bad bitch when you met me, boy I been that
You tryna make me something that I ain't, and I ain't with that
Bitch, bitch, ah
All y'all bitches was wrong
Talkin' 'bout I fell off
You ain't even get on
Bitch, bitch, yah
All y'all bitches is precious
Wait, I meant to say jealous
All y'all bitches is jealous
Bitch, bitch
Pop it like a wheelie
Hop on top and I go silly (Latto)
Pretty, tight, and sticky
Fuck him once, he won't forget me (On God)
Wet, wet, bust it like the blicky (Grrr)
If I fuck around and leak the tape, I'll win an Emmy (On God)
Pop it like a wheelie
Hop on top and I go silly (Skrr)
Pretty, tight, and sticky
Fuck him once, he won't forget me (Hmm)
Wet, wet, bust it like the blicky (Grrr)
If I fuck around and leak the tape, I'll win an Emmy (On God)
(Eat a Barbie ass or somethin'
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin')
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin'
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin'
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I said, "Come if you wanna"
Got the drink, the marijuana
Let me know whenever you decide
Let me know, you put them bitches to the side, yeah
It’s you on my mind, it’s you all the time
You came just in time, you gave me my
Spit on the mic, something you could bump to
Get nasty for you every time you come through
Finish line, who you run to?
Keep you grounded, I holy ground you
Bad gyal no swalla nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama
He know I'm a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
He copping that Valentino, ain't no telling me "no"
I'm that bitch, and he knows
How y'all wifing these hoes? You no get wins for that
I'm having another good year, we don't get blimps for that
Pussy game still cold, we don't get minks for that
And when I'm poppin' them bananas, we don't link chimps for that
Ayo, I’m giving medals, I gotta give you the G
I’m bouncing all on the D
I just had to give you the V
Head blowing all in the wind while we cruising, Penelope
Nigeria to the world, and “Fuck you” to my enemies (Fuck you to my enemies)
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Silence right now sounds so loud
Tried to let you go, you come back 'round
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Two seats in my two seater-er-er
Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt
Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt
Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
You said you would save me
You said you would save me
I tried to make some with you, baby
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Ayo, just last week I told 'em to pick a side
I bust shots, don't duck if it don't apply
Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride
Sike, made you look, I still didn't pick a guy
I'm the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me
Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie
Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarrassed
'Cause they know I'm the queen, I still didn't pick an heiress
Mirror, mirror, who's the fairest?
You the motherfucking fairest, Nicki
What I drop on this watch?
I don't know, about a hundred-fifty
I'm who they wishin' to be
These hoes is on the 'Gram, Nicki pitchin' a ki'
'Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree
You got bars and still broke? You might as well took a plea, uh
Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo? Uh
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I'm gettin' to it that way (Straight up, straight up)
I ain't coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
Real hot girl shit
Ah
The category is body, look at the way it's sittin' (Yeah)
That ratio so out of control, that waist, that ass, them titties (That waist, that ass, them titties)
If I wasn't me and I would've see myself, I would have bought me a drink (Hey)
Took me home, did me long, ate it with the panties on (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
I could build a house with all the brick I got (Yeah)
Bitches spend a lifetime tryna get this hot (Tryna get this hot)
And if her head too big, I could make that pop
I'm not the one to play with like a touch-me-not, ah
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah)
Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Yeah, yeah, whoa)
Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Whoa, whoa)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Hey, hey, hey, ah)
Treat me like I treat me
Yeah, you know I do it right
Treat me like I treat me
Oh, I make me feel so nice
Treat me like I treat me, love me
Like I love me completely and deeply, oh
Oh, treat me like I treat me
Look, this sound like Cardi took the stage (Cardi)
This sound like Cardi with the braids (With the braids)
Jermaine Dupri, baby, money ain't a thing (Ain't a thing)
This pussy wild, they should throw it in a cage (Grr)
See my lifestyle, precise gal (Gal)
I be dripped up and wiped down, uh
I see them hoes lookin' cold, lookin' stiff, uh
Thick bitch God's gift to a dick, woo (Woo)
Drop low, look back, shit fat, shit fat
I just drop-kicked your bag, six pack, six pack
I just jumps on hit charts, impact, impact
Stop that chit-chat, get smacked, bitch better relax
Uh, I ain't never play the ho position
I ain't ever have to strip to get the pole position
Hoes is dissin'? Okay, these hoes is wishin'
You're in no position to come for O's position
I ain't movin' weight, but I'm in the dope position
I ain't movin' weight, but I'm in the dope position
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I'm gettin' to it that way (Straight up, straight up)
I ain't coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Treat me baby (Yeah, you know I do it right)
Yeah, you know I do it right (Treat me like I treat me)
Oh (Oh, I make me feel so nice)
Oh (Treat me like I treat me)
(Love me)
(Like I love me completely and deeply now)
(Now)
Treat me like I treat me
(W-w-w-w-w-work hard
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
J-j-just last week, I told 'em to pick a side
I-I-I bust shots, don't duck if they don't apply)
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Read my lips, I need a big dick boy
Ain't nobody slanging it right, that's why
Oh, I'm so damn unsatisfied
Booty go bounce from the day to the night
Read my lips, I need a big dick boy
Ain't nobody slanging it right, that's why
Oh, I'm so damn unsatisfied
Big dick, ugh, yeah
Pussy talented, it do cartwheels
And he pay 'cause he like how that part feel (Yeah)
Pussy give speeches, heartfelt
Said the pussy really talk like it Garfield (It do)
Said I got a way with my lips
Poker face, daddy, you know I don't play with my chips (Mmm)
Play with my food, play with my tits
No game so the money make me play with my clit (Ahh)
Talk out your act, you gon' get that cat
If that shit lookin' fat, throw another stack
She break her back, you know, put it on the map
Wanna make that shit talk? You should probably bring a bag
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Feel the mo-, feel the mo-, feel the motion
Feel the motion, ooh, feel the motion
Take it off, wanna see, real emotion
You're my high, you so right, feel the moment
Show me your flaws, fuck all the Balenciaga Diors
I want it all, give me the paradise I'm looking for
You can explore, my invitation, you open the door
Can you afford? Expensive emotions for such a couture
Perfect
Read my lips, I need a big dick boy
Ain't nobody slanging it right, that's why
Oh, I'm so damn unsatisfied
Booty go bounce from the day to the night
Read my lips, I need a big dick boy
Ain't nobody slanging it right, that's why
Oh, I'm so damn unsatisfied
Big dick, ugh, yeah
I need that BDE
Yeah, a certy guarantee to satisfaction
Ugh, get me moaning, get me ready for the action
Slow whines
Yeah, you like to tease me, please me
I can get that big woof, yeah, real easy
Nobody got that good juice like you do, baby
Slang it real good, got me going crazy
Got me waking up in the middle of the night
Asking "Why, why do I have to wait for you to—"
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right?"
If you got what I like, you can hit it every night
Double tap, satisfaction, you got it on sight
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I—I—I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You nig— You niggas ain't got no joints
Like they injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game, then it's floor seat, bitches!
I—I—I—I—I—I ride for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu, fries, apple pies: other bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my bitches
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches and my side bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck, ostriches
Work me out, bust a sweat
Big dick will get me wet
Drippin' through my panties, you can hit me up on the regs
Late nights, horny in the morning
If you got the stamina, you can keep on calling, baby
Fuck 'em like a porn star
Tricking on the pole
Yeah, he's built like a monster
He can take me home
He's a beast
Yeah, you can eat me up
Lick your lips
It's a feast, pussy so tasty
You can always get a piece
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
If you got what I like, you can hit it every night
Double tap, satisfaction, you got it on sight
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
Beat the pussy right, beat the, beat the pussy right
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Yeah, you know it
You could've said so
Mhm, this the remix
Boy, you shoulda said so
Say so, say so
I got dressed just to sit in the house
People with the least always doin' the most
I'm countin' money while he suckin' my toes
Real nasty with them balls, all net, yeah, I'm gross
Why you talkin' 'bout who body fake?
With all them fillers in your face, you just full of hate
That real ass ain't keep your nigga home
Now you lookin' silly, that's word to silicone
Every time I take a break, the game be so boring
Pretty like Naomi, Cassie, plus Lauren
Spittin' like Weezy, Foxy, plus Lauryn
Ball like the ram, see, now that's Gordon
They don't understand the bag talk, I'm foreign
When they think they top the queen, they start fallin'
Word to my ass-shots, I'm so cheeky
Got 'em tryna palm my ass like young Keke
Yes, I'm ghetto, word to Gepetto
Plus I'm little, where's my stiletto?
Tell Mike Jordan, send me my Retros
Used to be bi, but now I'm just hetero
Ain't talkin' medicine, but I made 'em morphine
Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine
He know this thing A1 like a felony
All he gotta do is say the word like a spelling bee
So I'ma put your jeans next to the dreams that you sold me
Believe karma is a B and she guaranteed
So I'ma put your gold chains down the drain and your Rollie
Might just drop a text to your homie
Yo, I got them Now & Laters, and them Jolly Ranchers, too
It ain't a question, but I got the answers, too
These shoes is Cavalli, and the pants is too
When I see him I'mma strip like the dancers do
I'mma show them how to do it like the pamphlets do
Show these girls how to do it off campus, too
Yo, as long as you know he got the baddest, I'm flattered
I'm the only one that he answers to
And if you need it then I'mma put it on ya
Ain't nothin' sweeter, you want this sugar, don't ya?
And it might be the alcohol talking but I like the way it sound
Couldn't read lips but I know what he 'bout
I'ma sit down when that, was sticking out
I just stopped fucking with him 'cause he knew my clout
Ayo, I been bad, Affleck
When I'm on the track, it get abstract
Got you bitches looking like a flashback
When I bust shots, duck, thots, that's that (quack, quack)
Itty bitty bitty back, hit the act, hit the act
If he play the cards right, pity pack, kitty cat
If he ain't about the bag, G-E-T rid of that
Why your new bitches wanna be your ex? Riddle me that, uh
It's Chun Li and Swae Lee for the win-win
Tell that bird this the queen she offendin'
Pretty soon them knees gon' be bendin'
Got a pendant, sweet little indent
Show me where the money at, yo, where the money at?
Hurry up and hit me back, but I can phone you back
Now everybody can guess who was playing Freddy's
Still caking your Little Debby, already confetti ready, yeah
Just dropped some A's now we stoned
When the plug hit his phone
Put the cap backwards
Bust a U-ie in them 'burbs
It's the his and her's
And it's all that matters
Update a nigga status
Now you fucking with the baddest
Now you fucking with the baddest
Now you fucking with the baddest
Tap, tap that herb
And you can turn your cap backwards (backwards)
Bust a U-ie on the turf (U-ie)
Last seen flying through the 'burbs (hey)
Getting paid like the first (hey)
She wanna see the hundreds scatter (right there)
What's cool is cool to you
Yeah, you can turn your cap backwards (backwards)
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You got me feeling like a movie star
All eyes on me
You got me feeling like a movie star
I can be your fantasy
Cut the cam
Roll the scene
Feed me my line
You tell me
I can play anybody
I can be your fantasy
(They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
Young Money
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut
Hahaha, yo
What the fuck?)
Pink Ferragamo sliders on deck
Silly rap beefs just get me more checks
My life is a movie, I'm never off set
Me and my a-Migos (no, not Offset)
Swish swish, aww I got them upset
But my shooters'll make 'em dance like dubstep
Swish, swish, aww, my haters is obsessed
'Cause I make M's, they get much less
n? When? Nicki gettin' tan
Mirror mirror who's the fairest bitch in all the land?
Damn, man, this bitch is a Stan
Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan
Ass goodbye, I'mma be riding by
I'mma tell my ...Biggz, yeah that's the guy
A star's a star, da ha da ha
They never thought the swish god would take it this far
Yo, thinkin' out loud
I must have about a milli on me right now
And I ain't talkin' about that Lil Wayne record
I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record
Man, this is 65 million singles sold
I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
I'm good with the ball, point game, finger roll
Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
Pretty women, wassup?
(Cleo, dressed in Gucci
You can watch me come right at ya
I'm the ruler of your world
Yea they call me Cleopatra)
Lights
Camera
Action
Too loose with the
Satisfaction
All the awards
Yeah I got them
VIP
Ugh
That's my section
Take a picture
I know you're watching
Front row seats
I'm not done talking
Sweet encore
I'm never stopping
Make a movie baby
I can be your main star
Is ya here right now?
You a stand-up or is you in your chair, right now?
Uh, do ya hear me?
I can't let a wack nigga get near me
I might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare me
I ain't never need a man to take care of me
Yo, I'm in that big boy bitches can't rent this
I floss everyday, but I ain't a dentist
Your whole style and approach I invented
And I ain't takin' that back, 'cause I meant it
(You got me feeling)
Don't be tryna double back
I already despise you
(Like a movie star)
(You got me feeling)
All that fake love you showin'
Couldn't even disguise you
(Like a movie star)
(Call me Cleo)
Don't be tryna double back
I already despise you
(Call me Cleo)
(Call me Cleo)
All that fake love you showin'
Couldn't even disguise you
(Call me Cleo)
Don't be tryna double back
I already despise you
All that fake love you showin'
Couldn't even disguise you
Don't be tryna double back
I already despise you
All that fake love you showin'
Couldn't even disguise you
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Nicki Minaj - Dinosaur
03:06
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Doja Cat - BBMAs
04:24
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You, me, we could run away sometime
Do just what we like, yeah
I got an appetite
For the finer things in life, boy
Yeah, you just gotta treat me right
From the day to the night
Leave me satisfied
Oh, it's the way you spin me 'round
I can't seem to find the ground
Oh, never meant to lose my mind
Just a little bump and grind
South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap career, and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon
When mi did ah leave then take it down
True say mi come out of England and it done
True say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad, Trinidad, my island
I see you in here dancing
Your preview is quite romantic
I envy your perfect kind of life
Who knew you'd be so sexy?
I think you're quite fantastic
Screw your flaws, you're perfect in my eyes
And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheating liar
But tonight, you're everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
You, me, we could run away sometime
Do just what we like, yeah
I got an appetite
For the finer things in life, boy
Yeah, you just gotta treat me right
From the day to the night
Leave me satisfied
I didn't know that bad could look so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could look so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
You beautiful sinner
When he off work, he calling me on Skype (Yeah)
Trust me when I meet him, I'm fucking him on sight (Yeah)
Lemme see you beat it, I'm feelin just like Mike (Okay, okay)
Huh, oh, stuff that 'til I drown in all of your pics
Can't scroll down cause some of them dicks (Ya)
Nigga, my parents going through my shit (My shit, my shit)
Huh, oh, can't give head, you give me the FaceTime
Nigga, you a creep, I saw you on Dateline
You ain't gettin pussy, you fucking a AI
Huh, oh, what a time to be alive
Living in the future, blinging on my hotline
I wanna touch on you (On you)
You see me in my room (My room)
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
All of the things I'd do
I wanna get freaky on camera
I love when we get freaky on camera
Is you into that? (Into that, is you into that? Uh-uh)
Let's break the internet (Internet, on the internet, oh-oh)
We do it the best (It the best, doin' it the best, uh-uh)
When we have cybersex (Cybersex, havin' cybersex, oh-oh)
I didn't know that bad could look so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
You beautiful sinner
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Pussy tight, pussy clean, pussy fresh
Pussy pretty pussy fat full a flesh
Juice a strain chru mi panty mesh
Hole nuh dead like dung a Meadowrest
When mi fling it pan the right bwoy ketch it pon di left
Pump it like cardiac arrest
Skin to skin negative AIDS test
When u see baby born is a miracle to how mi pussy bless
Mi bawl woi when mi cock it up again
Yuh gimi hatta dan the paprika
Yuh mek mi bawl woi when yuh leggo the pressure pon mi
Pon mi pon mi pon mi
Pon mi hands pan mi knees
When Yuh ram it up Inna mi
Mi pussy wetta dan di wave wid di tsunami
Gimi the pressure weh u ave beg yuh let on it
Pon mi pon mi pon mi pon mi
They call me Megatron, just did a telethon
He got Margielas on, and I get my jealous on
I fuck him like I miss him, he just came out of prison
Bitches be talkin' shit, but they ain't got a pot to piss in
My name is Nicki M, I'm in a sticky Benz
That mean it's candy apple red, I'm Barbie, this is Ken
That is a Fendi fact, I'm with a hunnid macs
Oh, this is custom made, Donatella sent me that
Brra-ta-ta-ta
Shots, shots, shots, I'm drinkin'
It's better when I'm drinkin'
I tune up when I'm drinkin'
Rum, rum when I'm
They say I just got a buck, uh
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck, ha
Get into it, yuh (Yuh)
If you go to church
I said get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Nah, fuck it, get into it, yuh
And I say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Fuck it, get into it, yuh
Bite me, bite me, that excite me
He said it's my pussy (Yup, it might be)
If you eatin' it, do it precisely
'Cause I'm a millionaire, this pussy pricey
(Yup, it might be, yup, it might be)
He said it's my pussy (Yup, it might be)
M-my pussy, m-my pussy (Yup, it might be)
'Cause I'm a millionaire, this pussy pricey
(t-t-t-t-t-tasty tasty)
Fergalicious def—
Fergalicious def—
Fergalicious def—
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy (hey Stacy)
I'm the F to the E R G the I the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me
I'm fergalicious
(so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got
(four tres two uno)
So delicious
(it's hot hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock rock)
So delicious
(they wanna slice of what I got)
I'm fergalicious
(hold hold hold hold hold up check it out)
Baby baby baby
If you really want me
Honey get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste
I'll be tasty tasty
I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty tasty
It'll make you crazy
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you're tasty
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you're tasty
D to the E to the L I C I O U S
To the D to the E to the to the to the
Hit it Fergie
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck huh
Up then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck huh
Up, up, up, up, up
Look
Once upon a time man, I heard that I was ugly
Came from a bitch who nigga wanna fuck on me
Said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night
Hit him with that good good
Make a nigga act right
Broke boys don't deserve no pussy
(I know that's right!)
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked
It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag Bardi back and all you bitches fucked
Feel up, baby, feel on me
Pull up if you're feeling lonely
Feel up, baby, feel on me
Pull up if you're feeling lonely
Brra-ta-ta-ta
Shots, shots, shots, I'm drinkin'
It's better when I'm drinkin'
I tune up when I'm drinkin'
Rum, rum when I'm
Brra-ta-ta-ta
Shots, shots, shots, I'm
Brra-ta-ta-ta
Shots, shots, shots, I'm
Brra-ta-ta-ta
Shots, shots, shots, I'm drinkin'
Rum, rum when I'm
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(Bitch, Saweetie had me lit off the Henny last night)
Hey
Twerk that ass for a icy chain
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm)
B-bitches be pressed (Pressed)
They knew how I'm coming, real bitch in the flesh (Woo)
Who the fuck she gon' check? (Who?)
She be talking that shit, talkin' outta her neck
Put blood on her dress
Bitches be mad when they see Cardi step in the spot
Said that you 'bout it, we know that you're not
I'ma pull up on bitches as soon as I drop
Bought a new foreign I might cop a yacht
B-bitches in my business, they tryna plot (Woo)
Hoes poppin' shit like they hot but they not no
Just flooded the wrist, the Patek the watch
Niggas be flexin' we know what you got
Cardi done had got the game in a knot
Fuck on your nigga I got him on lock
This gon' bang bang like I'm choppin' them chops
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck huh
Up then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck huh
You bitches suck, give 'em an udder
Doors open, vertically, car flutter
Mars native, Margiela, muh-fucka
Mark my words, hit a billion like I'm Mark Zucker
Big news, Takanawa, Tom Tucker
Sugar Mama, turn you to a dumb sucker
Nine zeroes, still a really big number
These bitches wouldn't get jack, get lumber
More water, needs milk, needs sugar
More cocoa, half cup, pure vanilla
Out the oven, mittens on, need a chiller
Big cake, I could feed it to a bride-zilla
Twerk that ass for a icy chain
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm)
Pussy so thick, oh shit
He said "That pussy pretty," no shit
Throw it in the air (Air, air), ho shit
Got that extendo, full clip
I'm bad, like a Barbie
Eat oxtail like a Yachty
You bum bitches still sorry
I'm with the baddest bitches in this party
Hit 'em with the red face, patty
Pretty-pretty bitch that's business-savvy
And real life look better than my avi
Baby oil drippin' off my fatty
Pose, pose, pose, pose (Ayy)
Pose (Ayy), pose (Ayy), pose (Ayy), ayy, yeah
Big racks (Baow), big ass (Baow), look back (Hey), pose (Yeah)
Face down, ass up (Hey), touch your toes, ayy (Baow, baow, baow)
Hate me? So what? (Yeah), fuck these hoes, ayy (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
I need this pussy on his nose, ayy (Ah, ah)
Spread it out, spread it out, pose, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Need a hundred racks for a show, huh (Yeah)
They showin' pics to they doctor, ayy (Huh, huh)
They say that Megan is goals, ah (Megan is goals)
He want me to hit him first, hmm (What?)
That'll happen when he in a hearse, hey (Yeah)
I drop a pic on the 'Gram, ayy (Hmm?)
Now here he come with the thirst, ayy (Ah)
Work, work, work, pose (Ah)
Work, work, click click, pose (Ah)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm)
Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me
Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me
I said go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)
Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)
Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), stop (Go)
Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)
Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)
Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), drop (Go)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm)
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Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now
The G5'll get me out there in an hour now
The MAC movin' like crack, I'm sellin' powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now
I got the trophies and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue
I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the blogs
The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
'Cause I'm a sucker for you
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now?
I smoke 'em like hippies now
They see me, say, "Yippie," now
Homes runnin' like Griffey now
They switchin' like sissies now
You niggas is iffy now
Bitches tune switchin' up
We take 'em to Jiffy now
I'm thicker than peanut butter
He nuttin' like Skippy now
He want me to be his wife
His missus like sippi now, uh
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Bitch, twitch!
Bitch, motherfucking right, this is World War Six
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here is gonna make a bitch cry
And if we being honest, I am such a great guy
And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
No them bitches ain't eating, they dying of hunger
Motherfucker, I me, who the fuck is this hoe?
And yes, maybe just a touch of Tourette's
Get my wigs, Terrence, go and get my beret
Talking 'bout me, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker to be talking about me
That bitch must be smokin' a couple of OZ's
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
Goddamn, motherfucker, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker to be talking about me
That bitch must be smokin' a couple of OZ's
A-buh-buh-buh now give then a goatee
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman, you'll be okay
Yo, let me hit you back
Told 'em I'd get you back
I know you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that
I am who did you that
You trippin', did you pack?
Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act
Nicki this, Nicki that, all these bitches piggyback
Ha, piggyback, ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah
Out ah road, they lovin' my style (Style)
The man them want digits for dial (Dial)
Inna the dance, we a go skin out I know (I know)
And when I come out, y'all suicidal ('Cidal)
Yeah, on the real, I'm these bitches' idol (Idol)
Gotta be dumb to make me your rival (Rival)
'Cause I'm too powerful ('Cause I'm too powerful)
And you not powerful (Yeah, you not powerful)
So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow (Die slow)
Die slow (Die slow), die slow (Die slow)
Jealousy is a disease, die slow (Die slow)
Die slow (Die slow), die slow
Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow
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[ Intro // Nicki Minaj ]
This the remix!
[ Chorus // Monaleo &Flo Milli ]
I ain't got shit for a broke ass nigga
Ass too fat but my bag way bigger
Super slim waist
Give me yo face
Zip them pants up stupid ass nigga
Put that dick up we not humping
Sky zone bitch my block jumping
Jump out the black truck we start dumping
In the field with a hundred bands no trumpet
[ Verse I // Nicki Minaj ]
Ride for him
Cause he say I ride real good
Pop star, but I fuck him like I'm still hood
Heard he wanna spend money on a red bitch
Wanna see me do tricks with the next chick
Anyway, boobs up and my ass out
Somebody get a medic when he pass out
Big Nicki in the game nigga
Bricksquad, I ain't fucking with no lame nigga (ahhh)
Dis dat part when I slow it down like this (ahhh)
Somebody better get da bitch another round (ahhh)
Fly as fuck I need a co-pilot
When I come out it's a motherfucking whore riot
[ Verse II // Doja Cat ]
They said "Doja hit so sticky," I said, "Thank you very much"
Bent the whole world over and said, "Spank you very much"
Cheese like pizzeria, have a seat bitch, please, Ikea
From the Westside like Maria, I'm hot like grits, Madea
Beat the pussy up call PETA, I rock the boat like Aaliyah (Ayy)
I rock a bob like Sia (Ayy), Doja on deck, bitch, re-up (Okay)
Thick in thigh, thick in the waist
Thick in the right motherfuckin' places
Hits like Venus, Serena (Ayy)
He wanna eat up the caesar (Ayy)
Bonita, bonita, bonita (Ayy)
Baby girl needed the wiener (Ayy)
Dug in the guts and I skeet her (Ayy)
Arena, arena, arena (Hey)
I'm in the hall, Regina
I'm on the wall at Genius
I am the wiz, the teacher
Skinny legend like Wiz Khalifa (Woo)
[ Verse III //Cardi B ]
All the rumors are true, yeah
Fake ass, fake boobs, yeah
Made a million at Sue's, yeah
Y'all be runnin' with fake news, yeah
Cardi ain't poppin', no, that's a machine (Huh?)
Nobody listen, they buyin' them streams (Hmm)
They even post it on blogs overseas
And lie in a language I can't even read
The fuck do this mean?
Look, I'm a Bronx bitch with some pop hits
Used to pop off when they pop shit (Woo)
But I'm calmed down and I'm locked in
And my records live in the top ten
Lizzo, teach me about big girl coochie (Okay)
Last time I got freaky, the FCC sued me
But I'ma keep doin' what I wanna do
'Cause all the rumors are
All the rumors are true, yeah
[ Chorus // Monaleo &Flo Milli ]
I ain't got shit for a broke ass nigga
Ass too fat but my bag way bigger
Super slim waist
Give me yo face
Zip them pants up stupid ass nigga
Put that dick up we not humping
Sky zone bitch my block jumping
Jump out the black truck we start dumping
In the field with a hundred bands no trumpet
[ Verse IV // CupcakKe ]
No quick head in my bed I can't have that
I want that long neck not talking giraffe neck
Ain't no laying down man we bout to have late fun
I'm bout' to make your balls stick up like space buns
Want your dick soaked? Place it down my throat
Tongue tickle yo' dick but not telling a joke
Peddle in this pussy that's how you rock a boat
It get live in this pussy I'm not talking Periscope
In the sheets I am a bully
Give more head than a hoodie
Every time you make me cum it look just like vanilla pudding
Sit on yo face all day until you say "bae it hurt me"
Then I turn around and give the dick more kisses than Hershey's
Yo dick brick hard like a medal (uhh)
I got 3 holes for it like a pretzel (uhmm)
Tight as a virgin boy don't get nervous (tight)
I'm here to serve you customer service (right)
I save dick by giving it CPR (I save dick by giving it CPR, YES)
Put my mouth on it like CPR (let's make porn and watch it on VCR)
[ Verse V // Megan Thee Stallion ]
Don't ask questions if we just sexting
I got situations no conformations
Everybody wants to know who Megan dating
That depends on whatever the day is
I got me a European papi out of Italy
And he like to model but he always likes to picture me
Flying over seas in these just hips be
Send him a pic from the back
Just to give him a tease
I got a man in Texas, that where the best is
Down south hottie and he's cool never stress me
West coast thang, I'm in love with his slang
And he keep it hood when we bang aye
I got a man but I'm fucking around
Cause I'm young and can't be tied down
You got a girl she got nothing on me
Because we young and we do the same thing
[ Verse VI // Latto ]
Tell me how you want it
3,2,1 and I'm on it
Feel good don't it
Hood bitch
Fuck you in a bonnet
I'mma bust it on the pole like Onyx
I'm just being honest
Pussy juicy
Minute Maid
But can't do it one minute mayne
Not a side or a main
I'm the only bitch he entertain
Spendin' his
Mine in the bank
I like what I see
A boss like you need a boss like me
Daddy from the streets
So he move low-key
Tryna rock that mic like karaoke
On the count of three
Bad bitches get money
Broke niggas to the left we don't want it
I'm the one you bitches hate
But they can't get past
Pretty face, no waist
And a big ol' ass (ha)
[ Chorus // Monaleo ]
Put that dick up we not humping
Sky zone bitch my block jumping
Jump out the black truck we start dumping
In the field with a hundred bands no trumpet
Main nigga just cut me off fuck it
Nigga stop talking just come suck it
When it's smoke bet the opps gone duck it
We kick smoke up they kick buckets
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Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Want my curry in a hurry (Medium spice)
Extra sauce on the low (Boo won’t know)
And I want açai
Yeah, yeah, yeah, when I’m ordering delivery
A little sushi while I watch a movie
Papaya salad while I sing a ballad
Need some ice cream, make it a swirl
Gotta treat this California girl
When you’re running low there’s only one place to go
Cuz I get what I want, when I want it
Margherita with extra cheese on it
Download, now all I gotta do is pull out my phone
Easy 1, 2, 3... Mocha-whip triple-shot, it means a latte to me
Back from the club (Sandwich)
Eating subs in the tub (Famished)
Spicy chicken when I’m ready
Bon Appétit from me, Katy Perry
(Did somebody say Just Eat?)
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
I'm a bad bitch, fuck the bitch (uh)
Bitch get slick, I'ma cut the bitch
I'm a bad bitch, suck some dick (okay)
If that bitch get slick, I'll cut the bitch
Uh, I'm in my prime, Optimus
Sagittarius, so you know I'm an optimist
Man, keep it all real, I'm a prophetess (okay)
So at least you took an L off your bucket list (bucket list)
It's time to make hits and it's time to diss
How you still dissin', still can't find some hits? (Okay)
Was it worth it, dummy? I ain't mind a bit
Still on that show gettin' no chips, time to dip
I, I, I, I-I, I-I, I (okay)
I'm still fly, just bagged a white guy (okay)
Ritchie like Guy and I still eat Thai
Want the Nicki cheat code? Come on, bitch, nice try
Let's be real, all you bitches wanna look like me
Wanna be in demand, get booked like me
Wanna run up in the lab and cook like me
But ain't nan you hoes pussy good like me
Pussy so good his ex wanna still fight me
Face so pretty bitches wish they could slice me
She just mad 'cause he never bought her ice like me
I cut all my niggas off, but they would still wife me (still wife me)
Rap bitches tell they team, "Make 'em like Barbie"
Had to come off IG so they can't stalk me
All they do is copy looks, steal music too
Want to see what bitches do when they lose the blue-print
I mean the pinkprint, ho, let it sink in
I spoke to Jay the other day, he's still the kingpin
He's still the only nigga that I woulda signed to
If I ain't sign to Wayne's perfectly designed crew
'Cause we the big three, don't need a big speech
We made the biggest impact, check the spreadsheet
That's Katy Perry, the Barbie and Doja,
Niggas gettin' more cheese, kissy face
I'm a bad bitch, fuck the bitch (uh)
Bitch get slick, I'ma cut the bitch
I'm a bad bitch, suck some dick (okay)
If that bitch get slick, I'll cut the bitch
I'll cut up the bitch, I'll gut the bitch (okay)
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Ding-dong, ring-a-ding-ding-ding-dong
Did somebody say Just Eat?
A little sushi while I watch a movie
Papaya salad while I sing a ballad
Need some ice cream, make it a swirl
Gotta treat this California girl
Back from the club (Sandwich)
Eating subs in the tub (Famished)
Spicy chicken when I’m ready
Bon Appétit from me, Katy Perry
(Did somebody say Just Eat?)
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Mm-mm, mhm
Yeah, me and my girls outside
Tell them boys they better pray (Boys they better pray)
Tell them boys stay out the way (Boys stay out the way)
Tell 'em ain’t nobody safe, on my mama, on my gang (Ain't nobody safe)
We gone put it in they face (On my gang), yeah
Me and my girls outside
I been smokin' gas, killin' bitches
Man, I feel just like a gang-star
Cover up my face like a ninja
In this Alexander Wang scarf
I'ma drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they gon' let them things off
I ain't switchin' up my hairstyle
But my niggas let it bang off
Percocets and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I could give
All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they can't let me live?
Me and Weezy in LIV
When my album drop these bitches is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to spar
You was tryin' too hard
I'm out here livin' though, I am out here livin' though
Me and Tunechi winnin' though
Slimes out here twinnin' though
I am on my pivot though, I am just so pivotal
Bands, I go get it though, Weezy on his pedestal
A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of gang shit
All these plaques is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit
These bitches pussy though
Pushed them out my pussy though
Niggas want my cookie though
'Cause it taste like cookie dough
Smoke, I got a free pack; flow sick, get a Z-pak
Niggas don't mean my race when they say "She blacked"
I am the Queen (Facts), I'm everything she lacks
Bitch get on your kneecap, I don't mean C. Kaep'
I'll get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a free pap
You bitches don't ball out, you get your QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; break records like ankles
I've been that bitch since ice cream with the sprinkles
Me and my girls outside
Can't give no nigga the time of day
I can’t let no nigga cuff me, no, not now or later
And I'm still hurt, it ain't no mercy how these niggas played me
Don't need a nigga for nothing, that's how my mama raised me
Once you cross me, can't forgive you for thе pain, no
Can't explain what's going on inside my brain
But I’m tired of loving you with no gain
My еx just called and said he misses me, oh, nigga please (Ooh)
Loving you is a disease, yeah
You can get off your knees and pack up all your things (Ooh)
I even took your name off the lease, I put your shit outside
You will never get a second chance
Knowing that I love you, hate I let you get inside my head
Gave you all my heart and then you crushed it like a soda can
And I still love your mom, just wished she woulda raised a better man
You fucked up the plan (You fucked up the plan)
I don’t think you understand that I'm one of a kind
I wish I would’ve listened when they said that love was blind
So I'm writing you this letter while this pain is on my mind
I tried with you (Ooh-ooh), yeah
Thought that we had a connection
Even cried with you, the love died, tears dried
Finna do my hair and makeup then I'm headed with my girls outside (Ooh-ooh, oh, woah)
Can't give no nigga the time of day
I can’t let no nigga cuff me, no, not now or later
And I'm still hurt, it ain't no mercy how these niggas played me
Don't need a nigga for nothing, that's how my mama raised me
Once you cross me, can't forgive you for the pain, no
I can't explain what's going on inside my brain
But I'm tired of loving you with no gain
Tell 'em carry on, they gon' miss me when I'm gone
I'm gone
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17. |
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[ Intro // Lakeyah ]
Bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
[Verse I // Megan Thee Stallion ]
Baby, I'm the sweetest
Pussy is the meanest
Hot girl shit, but I'm cold every season
Know he got that pipe, let him bust it till it's leakin'
Booty like a pillow, he can use it while he sleepin'
Look, don't be goin' through my phone 'cause that's the old me
Ain't the only one tryna be my one and only
Real big, movin' slow, that body like codeine
He a player, but for Megan he cuttin' the whole team
That body lookin' nice
I got cake and I know he want a slice
I wish a nigga would try to put me on ice
I ain't ever had to chase dick in my life
I want that nasty, that freaky stuff
Slid up under my bed and keep me up
That Hansel and Gretel, let him eat me up
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[ Verse II // Doja Cat ]
Let me check my chest, my breath right quick (Ha)
He ain't never seen it in a dress like this (Ah)
He ain't never even been impressed like this
Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip
Like it, love it, need it, bad
Take it, own it, steal it, fast
Boy, stop playing, grab my ass
Why you actin' like you shy?
Shut it, save it, keep it, push
Why you beating 'round the bush?
Knowing you want all this woman
Never knock it 'til you try (Yah, yah)
All of them bitches hating I have you with me
All of my niggas saying you mad committed
Realer than anybody you had, and pretty
All of that body-ody the ass and titties
[ Chorus // Lakeyah ]
Bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Bitch, I'm bangin', I look good (I look good)
A lil' boujee, a lil' hood
Bitch, I'm bangin', I look good (I look good)
A lil' boujee, a lil' hood
Five dime bitches, like fifty in the club
Feelin' like Drizzy, I don't want fake love
B-bitch, I'm bangin', I look good
A lil' boujee, a lil' hood
[ Verse III // Saweetie ]
Fast, I'm coming in fast (Uh-huh)
First place, you coming in last (That's right)
I'm hitting that, hitting that gas
I'm hitting that, hitting that ass (My body)
I'm coming in fast (Uh-huh)
First place, you coming in last
I'm hitting that, hitting that gas
I'm hitting that, hitting that
Locomotion
We causing a commotion
I put it in, I put it in, I put it in motion
I put it in, I put it in, I put it in motion
Locomotion
We causing a commotion
[ Verse IV // Nicki Minaj ]
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flat screen
Plasma
"Hey Nicki, hey Nicki," asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencin'
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that ho, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
[ Chorus // Lakeyah ]
Bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
Body bangin', bangin'
Bangin', bangin'
B-bitch, I'm bangin', I look good (I look good)
A lil' boujee, a lil' hood
Bitch, I'm bangin', I look good (I look good)
A lil' boujee, a lil' hood
Five dime bitches, like fifty in the club
Feelin' like Drizzy, I don't want fake love
B-bitch, I'm bangin', I look good
A lil' boujee, a lil' hood
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This bitch is really the fuckin' queen—ah!"
Ahahahaaah! Rrrrr!
(This the remix!)
Lights, camera, action
I see you lookin' at my P-I-C (I know)
Keuge danggyeo danggyeo jom deo danggyeobwa bwa gittongchaji (Ayy)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Baby, hwak gage hwakdae hwaksilhage, ow (Ow)
Bad bitches want a bad boy (Come on)
Word to Biggie, Diddy, and Mase (Woo)
Whoa, like Rob, won't find a prettier face (Let's go)
He gon' keep my VVSs dancing like Total
So I could just shine while he shoot up the place (Prrr)
Raspberries, cherries, and berries, I'm edible
Do these bitches like a library, done read 'em all
My body smokin', come get a pull
Lucky charms on my anklets, no, not cereal
Jessi, we got all these jelly bitches actin' real messy
Still a bad bitch whether I'm sporty or I'm dressy
I don't know why I got these dudes actin' zesty
But I only want a bad boy as my bestie
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Urin modu gwansimbatgi wihae sara (Yeah, yeah)
Nado geurae ne mam ara, aight
Lights, camera, action, baby
I see you lookin' at my P-I-C (I know)
Keuge danggyeo danggyeo jom deo danggyeobwa bwa gittongchaji (Ayy)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Baby, hwak gage hwakdae hwaksilhage, ow
Look, dímelo, turn me 'round
Treat me like a watch, bust me down
On the kitchen floor, right on that towel
It's my dick and I want it now, ow
Tell me how you want it
Put me on my back, on my stomach
Baby, let me blow it like a trumpet
I can do it all, I can probably suck a watermelon through a straw
Believe me, every other day, new wig, new hair
Come take me out this Mugler
I be waitin' on you with some lingerie
Drive this pussy down low like bombs away
Boom, nothing but a robe in your house
I wanna put these pretty pink toes in your mouth
Send nudes to your phone while you workin'
Boy, you gotta see this shit in person, believe me
We hug and yes, we make love
And always just say "Goodnight" (La-la-la-la-la)
And we cuddle, sure I do love it
But I need your lips on mine
I, I feel like fuckin' something
But we could be corny, fuck it
Sugar, I ain't no dummy-dummy
I like to say, what if, but if
We could kiss and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be onto somethin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds, fuck it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last, on the wisdom tooth
Niggas wishin' that the pussy was a kissin' booth
Taste breakfast, lunch and gin and juice
And that dinner just like dessert too
And when we French, refresh gimme too
When I bite that lip, come get me too
He want lipstick, lipgloss, hickeys too, uh
Can you kiss me more?
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Urin modu sajin jjikgi wihae sara (Yeah, yeah)
Nado geurae ne mam ara (Yeah, yeah), aight
It's just principle
Baby, hold me
'Cause I like the way you groove, oh oh
Lights, camera, action, baby
I see you lookin' at my P-I-C (I know)
Keuge danggyeo danggyeo jom deo danggyeobwa bwa gittongchaji (Ayy)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Zoom in (Uh-huh), zoom out (Okay)
Baby, hwak gage hwakdae hwaksilhage, ow
Ha ha, ah-ha ha, ah!
Wait, oh my God
I'm such a catfish
Ha-ha-ha
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[ Verse I // Rita Ora ]
Her name is Lara,
We learned a lot-ah
How to do it, like we do it like we wanna
We just know
We just know
I ain't one-sided,
I'm open-minded
I'm fifty-fifty and I'm never gonna hide it
You should know, eh
You should know, ay
[ Verse II // Nicki Minaj ]
I drove for miles just to find you and find myself
All these screams, all these voices in my head
You gave me strength, gave me hope for a lifetime
I never was satisfied
[ Chorus // Nicki Minaj, Rita Ora & Taylor Swift ]
This time, won't you save me?
This time, won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself givin' up, givin' up
This time, won't you save me?
This time, won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself givin' up, givin' up
(She gettin' down with me, yeah (Down with me)
She gettin' down with me, yeah (She looking down on me, yeah)
She gettin' down with me, yeah (Down with me, yeah)
She likes what she likes (Oh, we can go up)
She gettin' down with me, yeah (Yeah)
She gettin' down with me, yeah (She getting' down with me, yeah)
She gettin' down with me, yeah
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls)
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless, hmm
Or with a nasty scar
It's not your fault, I'm a bitch, I'm a monster
Yes, I'm a beast, and I feast when I conquer
[ Verse III // Bebe Rexha ]
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
You know I tamed it,
And then I named it
I put the lion in the cage and then I laid with her
All night (all night)
Her all night, yeah
I'm the hunter and she the prey, yeah
I'm the thriller, I'm the killer
I'm the saviour,
Up all night
We up all night, yeah
(Do it one more time)
[ Verse IV // Cardi B ]
Now I could be your lipstick just for one night (one night)
Girls just wanna have fun and have their funds right (yeah)
I mean, say my name, say my name, say my name (say my name)
It tastes good just rolling off your tongue, right? (hurrr)
I put this MAC on your lips, so pucker up (mwah)
We ain't never heard of you 'cause you ain't done enough (no)
And I don't gotta introduce myself (Cardi)
I'm too sexy, I seduce myself (Bardi)
Seven-figure,
Never need a nigga (nope)
I steal your bitch, have her down with the scissor
Tonight, I don't want a dog, I want a kitten (Eoooaaawww)
I might French a girl from Great Britain
[ Chorus // Rita Ora & Taylor Swift ]
Sometimes, I just wanna kiss girls, girls, girls (oh yeah)
Red wine, I just wanna kiss girls, girls, girls
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless, hmm
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
[ Bridge // Nicki Minaj ]
I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life
This is my moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive
(It feels like I've been drivin' for miles (Yeah)
I'm givin' up, baby
And I can't seem to silence these voices in my head (Yeah)
This time, won't you save me?
Come save me
This time, won't you save me?
Come save me)
[ Chorus // Nicki Minaj & Taylor Swift ]
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself givin' up, givin' up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself givin' up, givin' up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself givin' up (Givin' up)
Givin' up
(This is my moment
I waited all my
Life, I can tell it's time
Drifting away, I'm
One with the sunsets
I have become alive)
And you love the game
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless, hmm
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
And I'll write your name
(I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life
This is my moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive)
[ Outro // RIta Ora ]
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
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[ Intro // Lizzo ]
They don't know I do it for the culture, goddamn
They say I should watch the shit I post, oh, goddamn
Say I'm turnin' big girls into hoes, oh, goddamn
They say I get groupies at my shows, oh, goddamn
[ Verse I // Nicki Minaj ]
This cost half a ticket, plus tax
Big ole Draco for a mishap
It say "Barbie" on my wrist tat
I ain't at the bus stop, but my niggas bus back
VVS is b-b-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's b-b-bussin'
Bags so full, it's b-b-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)
I fuck him like a boss
Dolce Gabbana scarf
Burberry, ask Siri, I don't ever take a loss
Big whips, sound like his drip
Big stick, a hundred clips
If it's givin' what it's 'posed to
I might put it on his lips
[ Pre-Chorus // Lizzo ]
Spendin' all your time tryna break a woman down
Realer shit is goin' on, baby, take a look around
If you thought that I was ratchet with my ass hangin' out
Just wait until the summer when they let me out the house, bitch
[ Chorus // Jennifer Lopez ]
All the sexy girls in the party
Go and grab a man
Bring him to the dancefloor
Go and let them jeans
Touch you while you're dancing
It's his birthday
Give him what he ask for
[ Verse II // Cardi B ]
All the rumors are true, yeah
Fake ass, fake boobs, yeah
Made a million at Sue's, yeah
Y'all be runnin' with fake news, yeah
Cardi ain't poppin', no, that's a machine (Huh?)
Nobody listen, they buyin' them streams (Hmm)
They even post it on blogs overseas
And lie in a language I can't even read
The fuck do this mean?
Look, I'm a Bronx bitch with some pop hits
Used to pop off when they pop shit (Woo)
But I'm calmed down and I'm locked in
And my records live in the top ten
Lizzo, teach me about big girl coochie (Okay)
Last time I got freaky, the FCC sued me
But I'ma keep doin' what I wanna do
'Cause all the rumors are
All the rumors are true, yeah
[ Bridge // Jennifer Lopez ]
Mesmerized by the size of it
You can fight it if you like take your time
I can guarantee you'll have the time of your life
Throw up your hands if you love a big booty
[ Pre-Chorus // Lizzo ]
Why you spendin' all your time tryna break a woman down?
Realer shit is goin' on, baby, take a look around
If you thought that I was ratchet with my ass hangin' out
Just wait until the summer when they let me out the house, bitch
[ Chorus // Lizzo ]
(Talkin', talkin', talkin')
Give 'em somethin' to talk about
Sick of rumors (Ooh)
But haters do what they do (Uh)
Haters do what they do
[ Verse III // Doja Cat ]
Yeah, ain't tryna be cool like you
Wobblin' around in your high heel shoes
I'm clumsy, made friends with the floor
Two for one, you know a bitch buy four
And two left feet, you know I always drop
First thing a girl did was a bop
I'm the whole damn cake and the cherry on top
Shook up the bottle, made a good girl pop
You ain't even here to party
Ken in the club, tryna pipe a Barbie
I don't wanna go, go, go with the flow
Backbend 'til I touch my toes
I don't wanna row, row, row the boat
Wrist full of rocks and I hope I float
Big up yourself 'cause you know they don't
I chew, chew, chew, 'cause they hope I choke
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
[ Pre-Chorus // Lizzo ]
Why you spendin' all your time tryna break a woman down?
Realer shit is goin' on, baby, take a look around
If you thought that I was ratchet with my ass hangin' out
Just wait until the summer when they let me out the house, bitch
[ Chorus // Jennifer Lopez ]
All the sexy girls in the party
Go and grab a man
Bring him to the dancefloor
Go and let them jeans
Touch you while you're dancing
It's his birthday
Give him what he ask for
[ Outro // Lizzo ]
All the rumors are true
Rumors, yeah (Yeah)
Sheesh
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[ Chorus // Doja Cat ]
I never lied when I cried for you
And I know you cried, too (Know you cried, too)
You're really nice, just couldn't get now you're through
Always had to say, "Bye," to you (And I taught myself to say)
[ Verse I // Nicki Minaj ]
I slick, slick drop the top like nip slips
So he tryna smash like when the whip flips
I hit licks just to floss with this wrist
And when I leave my bitches we all say, "Kiss, kiss"
I'm in that new new De La Renta, channeling Bugs Bunny
'Cause all I want is karats and some big drug money
I'm only loyal to the niggas that'll bust guns for me
The jig up, it's a stick up, run me the money (Go!)
'Cause I be the baddie, B, Barbie tings, banging body B (Go!)
Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be (Go!) in reality
Suck a D if you doubted me
Back of the 'Bach, back of the 'Bach
Back of the 'Bach, back of the 'Bach (Woo!)
[ Verse II // Cardi B ]
Drop top Porsche (Porsche), Rollie' on my wrist (wrist)
Diamonds up and down my chain (aha)
Cardi B, straight stuntin', can't tell me nothin'
Bossed up and I changed the game (you see me?)
It's my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook (shook)
My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked (hooked)
I went from dollar bills, now we poppin' rubber bands (ha)
Bruno sang to me, while I do my money dance like ayy
Flexin' on the 'Gram like ayy
Hit the Lil' Jon, okay (okay), okay (okay)
Oh yeah, we drippin' in finesse and getting paid, ow
[ Chorus // Doja Cat ]
I never lied when I cried for you
And I know you cried, too (Know you cried, too)
You're really nice, just couldn't get now you're through
Always had to say, "Bye," to you (And I taught myself to say)
[ Verse III // Nicki Minaj ]
Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody (Go!)
Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey (Go!)
I'm the baddest B, I don't even know how to speak
Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the 'Bach
(Come on!)
See a bitch get more press than a key pad
Before you suck me off, get a knee pad
See, I pull the strings like a tea bag
I'm prolly with my jeweler playin' freeze tag
I tell him eat the cookie 'cause it's good for him
And when he eat the cookie he got good form
He know I don't never cheat because I'm good to him
Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin' "Push!" for him
You see I let him eat the cookie 'cause it's good for him
And whenever he eat the cookie he got good form
He know that when I'm pullin' up, I'm in a good foreign
I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on
[ Verse IV // Doja Cat ]
Love the way you're talkin', love your style but, ooh, babe
I know that you got it for me and it's R-E-D, too hard to see you
Hate the way I feel love, only hurts with real love
And he's taking every part of me, when you look, you can see love
One day, I'm giving you space
And the next day, you're giving me faces
And I like parties, not displaces
Comin' out of my bag for you to get wasted
(I can't stop staring at you)
It's like I forgot that staring is rude
And that's what five shots could turn me into
But you've done most things that gentlemens do, so
[ Chorus // Doja Cat ]
I never lied when I cried for you
And I know you cried, too (Know you cried, too)
You're really nice, just couldn't get now you're through
Always had to say, "Bye," to you (And I taught myself to say)
[ Outro // Nicki Minaj ]
You see I let him eat the cookie 'cause it's good for him
And whenever he eat the cookie he got good form
He know that when I'm pullin' up, I'm in a good foreign
I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on, come on, come on
I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on
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[ Intro // Bebe Rexha ]
Baby, I'm jealous
[ Verse I // Bebe Rexha ]
Went from beautiful to ugly
'Cause insecurity told me you don't love me
All it takes is a girl above me
On your timeline to make me nothing
This is me
A woman in dichotomy
I love me
Until I don't
[ Chorus // Bebe Rexha ]
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the pictures that you like
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the girls with lighter eyes
Baby, I'm jealous (Ooh)
And I know that it ain't right
But I'm jealous, jealous
The jealous kind
[ Verse II // Bebe Rexha ]
I'm jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly on a plate
Sunny side up, I got egg on my face
Waste trainer for a tinier waist
But I can't help it if I like the way food taste
This is me
A woman in dichotomy
I love me
Until I don't
My apologies
For looking on your history
I'm trying
To let it go
[ Chorus // Bebe Rexha ]
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the pictures that you like
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the girls with lighter eyes
Baby, I'm jealous (Ooh)
And I know that it ain't right
But I'm jealous, jealous
The jealous kind
[ Verse III // Nicki Minaj ]
Ayo, let it go, let's go
I keep a bar like Esco
I wanna ball, where the nets go?
I'm on stage, you can stand where the guests go
Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though
They like, aw, where the ref go?
I-I got these hoes scared to pass, I got that intercept flow
I made a movie like Seth Rog'
And since I came in the game, they careers on death row
Damn, they ain't seen young Nicki in a week
Five shows, made three millie in a week
You are now looking at the the best, the elite
Too bad you can't go and invest in them critiques
I’m thick and petite, tell 'em quick, pick a seat
I pull up in the Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat
I know they on E, but I don't give a F, though
Bad attitude, but my pussy is the best, though
[ Verse IV // Doja Cat ]
That chick, can't be that chick
Baby, I'm a bad bitch
If he fiendin' he'll prolly get a catfish
Keep him dreamin' to pull up on a nap, shit
I don't even be askin' him, who dat chick?
Yuh-huh, who dat chick? Nah
That's pitiful, that's so average, why?
Some women want men and some girls want bwahs
Tell lies until they buggin' and they pants on fire, uh
I stole ya man
He got freedom to chase what he likes
I know you mad
But he ain't even worth none of your time
It's such a drag
I'm not being spiteful, but he's trash
Won't be the last
To let you know, but he gon' show you
[ Chorus // Bebe Rexha & Doja Cat ]
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the pictures that you like
Baby, I'm jealous (Ooh)
Of the girls with lighter eyes
Baby, I'm jealous (Ooh, I'm jealous)
And I know that it ain't right (You lied to me)
But I'm jealous, jealous (Uh-uh)
B-baby, I'm jealous
[ Outro / Verse V // Nicki Minaj & Stranger Things ]
He said he came from Jamaica
He owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers
But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo
And grams to Sing Sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
5-year bid up north when they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him
Put him on lock, seat-belt him
Took him out to Belgium, welcome
Bitches this pretty, that's seldom
I'm I'm Momma Dee in that order in
I call him Daddy like daughters
He like it when I get drunk
But I like it when he be sober
That's top of the toppa
I never fuck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers
I'm in the zone
They holler at me but it's you
You
You
You
You
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[ Intro // Nicki Minaj ]
Mhm, this the remix!
[ Verse I // Ariana Grande ]
Tell me why I get this feeling
That you really wanna turn me on
Tell me why I get this feeling
That you really wanna make me yours
'Cause I see you trying
Subliminally trying
To see if I'm gon' be the one that's in your arms
I admit, it's exciting
Parts of me kinda like it
But before I lead you on
Baby, tell me what's your motive
[ Chorus // Lizzo ]
Turn up the music, turn down the lights
I got a feelin' I'm gon' be alright
Okay (Okay), alright
It's about damn time
[ Verse II // Nicki Minaj ]
Ayo, who a hotter B?
Who got a lot of D?
Who poppin' like a P when he be hoppin' out the V?
And who gon' tell him that my bitch is gettin' her degree
And when we say it's 'Hot Girl Summer'
We ain't talkin' 'bout degrees
Who unfollowed me? Like who don't follow me?
'Cause even in your new bitch, I can see a lot of me
And honestly I'm honored, 'cause that shit be comedy
You ain't put me in no brands, but I see you proud of me
I'm just a real ass bitch, give a fuck about a trick
On some real ass shit, And we really with the shit
Put this pussy on your lip, give a fuck about that dick
I get that Rrr, and then I Rrr
I grab my shit and then I dip
And I ain't gotta tell 'em,
And I ain't gotta sell 'em,
It's YSL,
Teddy, I ain't gotta spell it,
I think I like your style you all,
Why ya'll,
Why don't we let go,
Ay yo’,
[ Bridge // Lizzo ]
In a minute, I'ma need a sentimental
Man or woman to pump me up
Feelin' fussy, walkin' in my Balenci-ussies
Tryna bring out the fabulous
'Cause I give a fuck way too much
I'ma need like two shots in my cup
Wanna get up, wanna get down
Mm, that's how I feel right now
[ Verse III // Doja Cat ]
It's been a long time since you fell in love
You ain't coming out your shell, you ain't really been yourself
Tell me, what must I do? Do tell my love
'Cause luckily I'm good at reading
I wouldn't bug him, but he won't stop cheesin'
And we can dance all day around it
If you frontin', I'll be bouncing
If you want it, scream it, shout it, babe
Before I leave you dry
[ Chorus // Lizzo ]
Turn up the music, turn down the lights
I got a feelin' I'm gon' be alright
Okay (Okay), alright
It's about damn time
[ Verse IV // Cardi B ]
Bardi (Bardi)
He said he wants to touch it, and tease it, and squeeze it
Well my piggy bank is hungry, my nigga, you need to feed it
If the text ain't freaky, I don't wanna read it
And just to let you know, this punani is undefeated
Aye
He said he really wanna see me more
I said we should have a date, where? At the Lamborghini store
"I'm kinda scary, hard to read, I'm like a Ouija board"
"But I'm a boss bitch, who you gonna leave me for?"
You hoes got no class, you bitches is broke still
I be talking cash, shit, while I'm popping my gold grill (uh)
I'm a whole rich bitch, and I work like I'm broke still (Cardi)
But the love be so fake, but the hate be so real (uh)
[ Chorus // Lizzo ]
It's about damn time
I'm comin' out tonight (Let's go), I'm comin' out tonight (Comin' out tonight)
I'm comin' out tonight, I'm comin' out tonight (Woo)
I'm comin' out tonight, I'm comin' out tonight (Comin' out tonight)
Okay (Okay), alright
It's about damn time (Oh)
Bitch
Yeah, yeah
It's about damn time
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[ Intro // Nicki Minaj ]
I just told P this really nigga's worst nightmare, man
They don't wanna see Lil' Baby with the Barbie
[ Chorus // Nicki Minaj ]
Tell 'em my Nina my bitch she a rider
I got a shooter right now got a driver
They want that heat I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch word to Fivo
Niggas know the vibes that's worth a five, yo
Beef we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?
[ Verse I // Doja Cat ]
You're exciting, boy, come find me
Your eyes told me, "Girl, come ride me"
Fuck that feeling both us fighting
Could he try me? (Yeah) Mm, most likely
Tryna see if you could handle this ass
Prolly give his ass a panic attack
Sorry if I gave a random erection
Prolly thinkin' I'm a telekinetic
Oh, wait, you a fan of the magic?
Poof, pussy like an Alakazam
I heard from a friend of a friend
That that dick was a ten out of ten
I can't stand it, just one night me
Clink with the drink, gimme a sip
Tell me what's your kink, gimme the dick
Spank me, slap me, choke me, bite me (Ew)
Oh, wait, I can take it (Ah)
Give a fuck 'bout what your wifey's sayin' (Yeah)
[ Verse II // Megan Thee Stallion ]
I've got a stank ass walk and a reckless ass mouth (I don't give a fuck)
And my shit so tight, when we fuck, my pussy talk (My pussy talk)
I don't even say, "What's up?"
I just tell him what I want (What I want)
'Cause I got another nigga that's gon' do it if he don't (Ah)
Attitude bad, pussy too good (Yeah)
When he say, "Fuck me" I tell him, "Fuck me good" (Good)
Chase these niggas? I wish I would
Bad bitch like me? Hoes wish they could (Could)
She a Casper to me, I need glasses to see
In the mall with her daddy, she a bastard to me (Yeah)
If you ain't fuckin' him right, bitch, pass him to me
Real niggas love me from the H to the D
[ Chorus // Nicki Minaj ]
Tell 'em my Nina my bitch she a rider
I got a shooter right now got a driver
They want that heat I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch word to Fivo
Niggas know the vibes that's worth a five, yo
Beef we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?
[ Verse III // Nicki Minaj ]
Hold up shorty, hold up bitch, please don't touch me
Look at my fit, look at my ankle, look at my wrist
This one a pack, this one a brick
That one a opp, that one a lick
This one for Pop, this one for Juice
I am the one, bitch you a deuce
Niggas give it up in my city
Really shed blood in my city (Get love in my city)
Niggas will son your whole set like it's around six
Clips, whole team get flyer than round trips, bitch
She still spying on my flicks, he admiring my drip
Check what I do, the check will clear too
Pull up like a drive through, so check your rear view
I don't care how long it take to get a opp back
All my niggas outside, steak bitch we outback
[ Verse IV // Cardi B ]
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 that)
Tell the driver, close the curtains (I said I like it like that)
Bad bitch make you nervous (I said I like it like that)
Now I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stunting, I like shining
I like million dollar deals, where's my pen? Bitch I'm signin'
I like those Balenciagas, the ones that look like socks
I like going to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch
I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance
I like proving niggas wrong, I do what they say I can't
They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body
Spicy mami, hot tamale
Hotter than a Somali, fur coat, Ferrari
Hop out the stu', jump in the coupe (the 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
'Bout my coins like Mario (Mario)
Yeah they call me Cardi B, I run this shit like cardio
Woo, facts
[ Verse V // Adele ]
There ain't no gold in this river
That I've been washing my hands in forever
I know there is hope in these waters
But I can't bring myself to swim
When I am drowning in this silence
Baby, let me in
Go easy on me, baby
[ Chorus // Nicki Minaj ]
Tell 'em my Nina my bitch she a rider
I got a shooter right now got a driver
They want that heat I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch word to Fivo
Niggas know the vibes that's worth a five, yo
Beef we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?
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[ Intro ]
Lil Durk
I heard you wanna do a freaky song with the Queen
What's good?
[ Chorus ]
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
All this ice, it should taste like snow
Get kimonos and let's fly to Tokyo
Pretty, pretty please baby, won't you cop this for me?
[ Verse I ]
Now I'm a woman of my word, ain't a coochie that's fatter
D-D-Don't compare me to them girls, they drier than Nevada
If she wanna step to me, she better go get a ladder
Cause we up in VIP, she better move like Mick Jagger
Cause I win, win, win
Rocking designers you ain't never been in
My bitches pretty, you would never fit in
Ain't sharing bottles, we don't ever chip in
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills and he tellin' me to chill
And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
Say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit him with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
[ Chorus ]
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
All this ice, it should taste like snow
Get kimonos and let's fly to Tokyo
Pretty, pretty please baby, won't you cop this for me?
[ Verse II ]
Oh, you're usually up to no good
But I get you because you're so hood
When it go in, it feel so good
Oh, baby
Don't go out with your friends
Start switchin' up your plans
Don't be on Instagram
Don't disappear again
Oh, boy, you got this pussy jumpin'
Oh, damn, we really fuckin' fuckin', baby
Oh, baby
Keep cummin' in it 'cause I want your baby
I want you suckin' on my toes
Fuck you better than them hoes
'Cause it's tighter and it's wetter and I suck it like a pro, oh
Bend me over, then hit it from the side
Let me ride you, then ride it from behind
I ain't sharin', bitch, 'cause it's mine
Hit the deepthroat, then the bix-nine
He killin' for this pussy, he said, "Nick's mine"
Thick and long, damn, the dick's bomb
Best I ever had, not a diss line
And the best part, kiss the whole time (Kiss the whole time)
[ Verse III ]
Yo, gotta hit him on the jack
When you comin' back? Where is you at on the map?
Everything is intact
Could have been a seamstress, still wouldn't cut him slack
Pretty much, ain't got a clue
Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do
But I'm still droppin' jaws
Got 'em lookin' like James Harden at the awards
Back to you, I'm so into you
For real, bread like I'm kin to you
If you a 10, I add 10 to you
They be mad when I tend to you
That's what the bae like
Call me Buffy 'cause that's what I slay like
These bitches, I son 'em like it's daylight
These niggas wanna know what it tastes like
[ Chorus ]
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
All this ice, it should taste like snow
Get kimonos and let's fly to Tokyo
Pretty, pretty please baby, won't you cop this for me?
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