Karaoké Money Cardi B

Karaoké Money Cardi B

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Look, my bitches all bad my niggas all real
I ride on his dick in some big tall heels
Big fat checks
Big large bills
Front I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Cold ass bitch
I give broads chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth
I feel all grills
He eat in the car that's meals on wheels
I was born to flex diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets
I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks
All I really wanna see is the
I don't really need the D
I need the
All a bad bitch need is the
I got bands in the coupe bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe touch me, I'll shoot
Shake a little ass you get a little bag and take it to the store
Get a little cash you shake it real fast and get a little more
I got bands in the coupe bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe 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 Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
If she fine or she thick
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh damn, I'm fine
Let a bitch try me, boom hammer time
I was born to flex diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets
I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks
All I really wanna see is the
I don't really need the D
I need the
All a bad bitch need is the
I got bands in the coupe bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe touch me, I'll shoot
Shake a little ass you get a little bag and take it to the store
Get a little cash you shake it real fast and get a little more
I got bands in the coupe bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe touch me, I'll shoot
Bitch, I will pop on your pops
Bitch, I will pop on whoever
You know who pop the most shit?
The people whose shit not together
You'da bet Cardi a freak all my pajamas is leather
Bitch, I will black on your ass
Wakanda forever
Sweet like a honey bun spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one come get your mommy some
At the tip-top, bitch fiss the ring and kick rocks, sis
Jump it down, back it up ooh, hey
Make that nigga put down two K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ he gonna eat this ass like soup
I was born to flex diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets
I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this world that I like more than
All I really wanna see is the
I don't really need the D
I need the
All a bad bitch need is the

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