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'

‪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

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)

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

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)

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

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

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

(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)

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

[ 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

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?)

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

[ 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

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

[ 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

[ 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

[ 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

[ 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

[ 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

[ 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?

[ 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?