Текст песни Cardi B - Money

Look
My bitches all bad, my niggas all real
Some big tall hills
Big fat cheques, big large bills
Front I'll flip like ten cartwheels

Cold ass bitch, I give boss chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss 'em in the mouth, I feel all grills
Heat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo!)

I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boarding jets, I like morning sex (Woo!)
But nothing in this world that I like more than cheques
Money
All I really wanna see is the
Money
I don't really need the D I need the
Money
All a bad bitch need is the
Money

I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Touch me, I'll shoot, bow

Shake that little ass
Money
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store)
Money
Get a little cash
Money
Shake it real fast and get a little more
Money

I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Bustin' out the roof

I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg

All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did go pop (Pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
I'm the with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk off [?] the bitch
Bring her daddy to the whip
Then she find out she thick

God damn
Walking past the mirror, ooh
Damn I'm fine (Fine)
Let a bitch try me, boo!
Hammer time, uh

I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boarding jets, I like morning sex (Woo!)
But nothing in this world that I like more than cheques
Money
All I really wanna see is the
Money
I don't really need the D I need the
Money
All a bad bitch need is the
Money

I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Touch me, I'll shoot

Shake that little ass
Money
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store)
Money
Get a little cash
Money
Shake it real fast and get a little more
Money

I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coop (Coop)
Touch me, I'll shoot

Bitch, I will pop on your pops
Bitch, I will pop on whoever
You know who popped the most shit?
The people who should not have [?] (Okay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak
All my pyjamas is leather
Bitch, I walk back on your ass
Wakanda forever

Sweet like a honey bun
Spit like a Tommy gun
Rolly on 101
Come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rock, sis, uh
Jump it down, fuck it up, ooh, ey
Make that nigga put the two, ey
I like my niggas dark like [?]
You gonna eat this ass like soup

I was born to flex
Diamonds on my neck
I like boarding jets, I like morning sex
But nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture
All I really wanna see is the
Money
I don't really need the D I need the
Money
All a bad bitch need is the
K, K, C (Woo!)

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Money
Money
Money
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Money