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Massimiliano Carocci – Revenge lyrics

This revenge,
To find yourself just look inside the wreck of your past,
I was victim of your game.
Fighting is the only thing that makes us feel, alive.
With blood and pain…

This revenge, this is my pain,
Raise your hands up to the sky.
This revenge, this defense,
I will find, looking in your eyes…

This revenge,
I’ll never change my mind, for truth, for love, for me.
You are now victim of my game,
We are fading faster than the speed of light,
Lift your hands,
The fight is done…

This revenge, this is my pain,
Raise your hands up to the sky.
This revenge, this defense,
I will find, looking in your eyes…

You say, you’re wrong,
I run away from the light,
Tell me, would you kill to prove and prove you’re right?
I’m right, you’re wrong,
I’m fleeing the day to hide in the night,
Tell me, would you kill to save (save) a life?

This revenge, this is my pain,
Raise your hands up to the sky.
This revenge, this defense,
I will find, looking in your eyes…

Yohannan Athalberth – Cuestión De Suerte lyrics

Hoy vine a dar
Conmigo en el cristal
Roto de un espejo que alguien
No supo colgar,
Y descubrí
Al fondo de esa herida
Mi imagen repetida en mil
Fragmentos de mí.

No logré
Quitarme de la piel
Las marcas que un gato negro
Me grabó anteayer,
Y al regresar
De mi viaje por el mar
Recojo entre la arena mi cuerpo
Deshecho en granos de sal.

Vi tus ojos
En mis ojos
Y comprendí la inmensidad…
Un segundo antes
De verte pasar delante
Sin volver la vista atrás.

Llegué a mi hogar,
Vi mis cosas en la acera,
Será que olvidé pagar
El trece de este mes.
Me siento a esperar
Debajo de la escalera,
Será que nunca aprendo y va
Todo otra vez.

Siempre despierto
Con el pie izquierdo
Que en cada paso
Avanza hacia ti.
Todo es cuestión de suerte
Antes de llegar a conocerte,
Antes de todo, ya te perdí.

The Rolling Stones – Paint lyrics

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev’ryday

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not forsee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm…

I wanna see it painted black, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun, blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah

Hmm, hmm, hmm…

Vicente Couleur – What’s Inside My Heart lyrics

Oh I’m not the one
The one you prefer
To be with in this world
I say you’re not fair
To not even tell
So I can just change

Come with me
I will make you feel
What’s inside my heart
I will never give up

You may want me there
If you’re not aware
I’ve always been much better
And if you want me to wait
Oh I will wait
Yeah I do not care
If how long it will take

Come with me
I will make you feel
What’s inside my heart
I will never give up
Come with me with me
I will make you feel
What’s inside my heart
I will never give up

Vicente Couleur – Hindi Na Ako Makakahanap lyrics

Unang tingin pa lang
Wala ka bang balak na
Mawala sa isip ko

Di na mapakali
Parang hinahanap ka
Ditto sa ‘king tabi

Ng dahil sayo
Naalala kong muli
Ang pangarap ko
At sa mundo ngayon
Di na ako makakahanap
Ng katulad mo

Kahit panaginip
Basta’t ika’y kasama
Ako ay masaya

Nakapagtataka
Ngayon ko lang yata
Naramdaman ang ganito

Ng dahil sayo
Naalala kong muli
Ang pangarap ko
At sa mundo ngayon
Di na ako makakahanap
Ng katulad mo

Wala na ngang iba
Ikaw na nga sinta

Ng dahil sayo
Naalala kong muli
Ang pangarap ko
At sa mundo ngayon
Di na ako makakahanap
Ng katulad mo

Wala na ngang iba
Ikaw na nga sinta

Vicente Couleur – Perfection lyrics

It’s not who’s right or wrong
If you want
I will let you win this fight
I don’t want to
Keep it going
And waste my precious time
If you want to
Let me hear your serenade

Taking what you own
I won’t lie to you
Make up your mind
The story is not right
Mistakin’ budge up night
And I realize

I know you’ll never find another one
You will keep on coming back to me
You said it’s awful hard to find this perfection
I know you’ll never find another one
You will keep on coming back to me
You said it’s awful hard to find this perfection

Would you fade on
Would you fade on me
Repeat (4x)

I know you’ll never find another one
You will keep on coming back to me
You said it’s awful hard to find this perfection
I know you’ll never find another one
You will keep on coming back to me
You said it’s awful hard to find this perfection

G-Eazy – 1942 lyrics

(feat. Yo Gotti & YBN Nahmir)

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
I don’t follow rules and they don’t like that
I was skippin’ school to get my sack right
My bitch text me and ask why I don’t text back
My dog got outta prison and went right back

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that (Hitmaka)
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Yeah, yeah
I don’t follow rules and they don’t like that
Hit the club with wifey, brought a dime back
Hit the three twice and ran it right back
I’m only here tonight ’cause in the morning got a flight back
Talkin’ it, but you ain’t livin’ like that
The Porsche cost a hundred, this is twice that
Flooded all my diamonds, Poland Spring
Back in Oakland I’m a king, I know and Halsey is a ting
Yeah, ‘Rari detailed, there’s not a speck of dust on it
I’ma get the bag, you can put some trust on it
Everything is new, so it’s never rust on it
And her booty so big you could park a bus on it
Yee, yee!

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ (yuh)
’42, I’m steady sippin’ (woo, yuh, yuh)
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that (off that)
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that (yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I don’t follow rules and they don’t like that
I was skippin’ school to get my sack right
My girl hit me and ask why I don’t text back
My dog got outta prison and went right back
28 on that scale, right back to the money
Stunting hard, show and tell like that
Yeah, Versace table, Fendi rug
And I got it out the mud

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that

[Verse 3: YBN Nahmir]
Ayy, ayy
Red Christian Loubs, I rock designer shoes
Hunnid bands for my coupe, I speed and it go vroom
Baby hit my line because she see them stars in the roof
I’m up, now the whole gang got 24’s on the coupes
Take a L, me, never, we in love, I lied
Foreign’s what we ride, in the jet, we fly
If he sayin’ he respect me, then it’s likewise
Another man say he from another drive-by
I like the way she shake that cake, it’s like a race
If she bad, I might take her out, not on a date
Say she boujee, she hit my phone, ’cause her nigga late
A 100K just off two shows spent that in a day

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that
These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s
I’ma hit that if she let me
They don’t like how I talk that
Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’
’42, I’m steady sippin’
Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that

WINNER – EVERYDAY lyrics

[Mino] Yeonghwana bollae jojo Oh Yeah
Neoman johdamyeon nan gogo (Gogossing)
Daedaphae geunyang Oh Oh (She says “Yes”) tiket du jangeun Lotto
Neo hwajanghaji ma baebulleo deo ippeojimyeon nan aembyulleonseu
Honeybee Honeybee kkoyeo kkocheul jwin geon Only one
That’s You You Woo Wee neon naui jonggyo iljuil

Maeil yeongjeophal su itdamyeon maeiri juil Woo Wee
[Seungyoon] Dodaeche neon mwonde binteumi eoptne
[Jinwoo] Jal utdagado torajimyeon maeumi apawa
[Seungyoon] I want you to love me oh till I die yeah
[Jinwoo] Da gajyeoga wonhandamyeon nae modeun oneureul Babe

[Seungyoon] Neon bwado bwado kkeuchi an boyeo Yeah Yeah
Neon pado pado maeil saerowo Yeah Yeah
Wol hwa su mok geum to il gajigon Yeah Yeah
Bujokhae harureul deo mandeul jigyeong Yeah Yeah

[Mino] Everyday day every everyday (With you with you with u)
Everyday day every everyday (With me with me with me)
Everyday day every everyday (Il ju il ju iljuil)
Everyday day every everyday (Everyday yeah)

[Seunghoon] Pija paseutaneun So So (yum yum)
Nega wonham nan gogo (gogossing) sueop machigo toktok (toktok)
Mannamyeon bangapdago ppoppo (chu)
Miso hanbange jeongsini pikpikpik jeonhwagin gyesok ringringring
Yeosachin ijen da bbb jeongrihago nege orininin
Everyday gidohae 365il nae ireum daesin bulleojwo My Boy
Jumeonie jjilleo neoheun son kkeonaeseo nae sonjaba jwo

[Seungyoon] Dodaeche neon mwonde binteumi eoptne
[Jinwoo] Jal utdagado torajimyeon maeumi apawa
[Seungyoon] I want you to love me oh till I die yeah
[Jinwoo] Da gajyeoga wonhandamyeon nae modeun oneureul Babe

[Seungyoon] Neon bwado bwado kkeuchi an boyeo Yeah Yeah
Neon pado pado maeil saerowo Yeah Yeah
Wol hwa su mok geum to il gajigon Yeah Yeah
Bujokhae harureul deo mandeul jigyeong Yeah Yeah

[Seunghoon] Everyday day every everyday (With you with you with u)
Everyday day every everyday (With me with me with me)
Everyday day every everyday (Il ju il ju iljuil)
Everyday day every everyday

[Jinwoo] Jami mwoga piryohae nega piryohae
Nan neowaui sigani da yagiraseo
[Seungyoon] Hanado an pigonhae ani bujokhae
Deo gakkai iri wa neol wonhae wonhae wonhae deo

[Mino] Everyday day every everyday (With you with you with u)
Everyday day every everyday (With me with me with me)
Everyday day every everyday (Il ju il ju iljuil)
Everyday day every everyday (Everyday yeah)

WINNER – EVERYDAY (English Translation) lyrics

Let’s watch a movie early in the morning, I only like you
Answer me (She says “Yes”)
2 lotto tickets
Whenever you don’t wear makeup, you are more beautiful
Honeybee, honeybee infest the flower Only one
That’s you, you woo wee
You are my religion, every week
If we could meet every week, Woo wee

You don’t have any cracks
I am smiling brightly then I am sad when my heart hearts
I want you to love me, oh till I die yeah
You have it all I want it all day, babe

When I see you, I can’t see the end
You the ocean, you are new everyday
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday
It’s not enough, I want to see you all the time

Everyday, day, every, everyday (with you, with you, with you)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (with me, with me, with me)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (everyday, everyday)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (everyday, yeah)

Pizza, pasta so so (yum yum)
But I want you
Like we’re in class when I meet you I am happy
And I want to kiss you (chu)
Your smile is medicine for the mind
I keep calling you, ring ring ring
Your only a friend for now
Come to me all in
Everyday I wish 365 days
Call my name, My boy
Stuck in my pockets so take them out
And grab my hand

You don’t have any cracks
I am smiling brightly then I am sad when my heart hearts
I want you to love me, oh till I die yeah
You have it all I want it all day, babe

When I see you, I can’t see the end
You the ocean, you are new everyday
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday
It’s not enough, I want to see you all the time

Everyday, day, every, everyday (with you, with you, with you)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (with me, with me, with me)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (everyday, everyday)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (everyday, yeah)

I need to sleep, I need you
All our hours together makes time weak
But I’m not even tired, it’s not enough
Come closer I want you more

Everyday, day, every, everyday (with you, with you, with you)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (with me, with me, with me)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (everyday, everyday)
Everyday, day, every, everyday (everyday, yeah)

Cardi B – How I Do lyrics

[Intro]
Gangsta !
Cardi !
B !

[Chorus]
This is how I do
I make a fool out these bitches
They be thinking they tough
This is how I do
I make these niggas spend their money
Then I show them no love
This is how I do
If the bag not involved
Then you know it’s a dub
This is how I do
They ain’t fuck with me before now I gotta stunt

[Verse 1]
Pull up like huh?
They looking like what?
Heads turn left and right, they wonder who’s her?
Cardi B, duh
Bitch don’t front
You on my Gram all day, don’t play dumb
Came up from the slums
The dirty, dirty Bronx
Where niggas quick to clip your shit, no fair ones
You gotta keep a gun, but beef to me is fun
I never back down, been this way since day one

[Pre-Chorus]
They shit on me before, thought I was just a stupid hoe
They tight now, they realize they was sleeping on gold
Took me one year man, and now I’m doin’ shows
Now they wanna take pics with me, hold on let me pose
Believe me, I easily can do a bitch greasy
I’ll give it to you just how you like it girlll
Cardi B in full effect, couple bitches upset
Couple niggas wanna hit it and they can’t so they stressed

[Chorus]
This is how I do
I make a fool out these bitches
They be thinking they tough
This is how I do
I make these niggas spend their money
Then I show them no love
This is how I do
If the bag not involved
Then you know it’s a dub
This is how I do
They ain’t fuck with me before now I gotta stunt

[Verse 2]
Cardi in tune, bitches make room
Test me? The gat goes CLICK, CLACK, BOOM
Gangsta Bitch, oooh, Volume 2
Cop somethin’ mean, when it start you hear that VROOM
Pull up to your side, 30 deep right?
Stuntin’ on my ex, he thirsty for a reply
Sick, sick, sick
Call my phone, it’s CLICK
Had me fucked up when you was fucking with that bitch

[Pre-Chorus]
Making power moves
Goin’ 50 on ’em
Same ones that played me
High-siddity on ’em
Back to back with it, goin’ Drizzy on ’em
Now they tight, they gotta watch me make a milli on ’em

[Outro]
Ha-Ha !
Yo, yo, Remember, remember nigga when you told me that I was gonna work in that strip club Divas on 177th in the Bronx for the rest of my life? Well guess what nigga? Now i’m the fucking diva
Shit
Fuck outta here
GANGSTA!

Cardi B – Back It Up lyrics

(feat. Konshens & Hoodcelebrityy)

[Intro: Konshens, Cardi B & (Hoodcelebrityy)]
Yeah
Cardi B
Aw yeah
(Hoodcelebrityy)

[Hook: Konshens]
Hey gal, beg you listen to my offa
Yuh body, me ah beg a likkle wine offa
This a nuh sumn for your smile offa
Me guarantee it ah go bun yuh like lava
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Back it up, I’m sittin’ while me back it up
So me jack it up, sidung pon di cocky suh
Em wah em cocky suck, so me take me tongue and plap it up
Suck ’til cocky bruk, em seh gal how you suh sloppy suh
Bwoy, you a deal wid di realest
And when me a cum, you gon’ feel it
Give you the best fuckin’ of yuh life
The way me back it up, me swear you naa go leave tonight
Hey boy, watch how me a go put pah yuh
The way me deal wid it, dem call me comey master
Dah pussy tight ,so yuh come faster
And when me done wid you, you a go need wata

[Hook: Konshens]
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me

[Verse 2: Konshens]
Gal, mek it clap fi di Don
Back it up pon me, me have di cash inna hand
Pussy ah buss out ah di damn piece ah thong
So me love when gal grab the mic, sing ah song
That’s right, yuh titty dem ah buss out ah yuh dress like
The strippers dem a wah yuh dress like
Dem gal deh me love, dem have the best vibe
Me wuda fuck yuh ’til death and fuck yuh inna the next life

[Hook: Konshens]
Hey gal, beg you listen to my offa
Yuh body, me ah beg a likkle wine offa
This a nuh sumn for your smile offa
Me guarantee it ah go bun yuh like lava
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me

[Verse 3: Hoodcelebrityy]
Yuh say yuh love it how me back it up
Pussy fat, print out, me nuh affi pack it up
Position, look round ah back, how you ah mash it up
Pussy nice and firm, it get the cocky tough
Wooii, yuh say me bad, yuh need a wine afta
And the pussy, yah sumn you’d ah die afta
Give it to you one time, you wuda cry afta
But me nuh waa nuh watch man weh come fi spy afta, wooii

[Hook: Konshens]
Hey gal, beg you listen to my offa
Yuh body, me ah beg a likkle wine offa
This a nuh sumn for your smile offa
Me guarantee it ah go bun yuh like lava
Back it up for me
Back it up for me, girl
Back it up for me
Back it up for me

Cardi B – BON lyrics

Fuck all that talking shit
Fuck all that stalling shit
I came here to eat
I ain’t with that starving shit
Been on the hustle since young, so I been involved in shit:
The fakes, the snakes, heartbreaks– I mean all of it
I’m in my zone now and I ain’t gon fold up
They like Cardi all grown up yea bitch I glo’ed up
They ain’t see the blizzard coming these niggas done froze up
They mad they been sleeping on me just be like you woke up
I don’t make scenes I just make movies
Clip after clip after clip call it a uzi
I feel like a bad ass I feel like I’m Boosie
They quick to judge a bitch just wish they knew me
I know a couple hittas done pulled a couple triggers
Violate me they gon come and get you
And I’m tired of y’all baby mamas y’all nothing but drama
Always worrying about the new bitch why you so foolish watching my moves you like how I do shit
I make you feel insecure but that’s not my problem
Just worry about your kid and I’ma keep popping my collar
And for those who want to know I’m not your average hoe
I be on my bullshit, but yea I got standards though
Yeah I fucked a couple niggas pulled a couple tricks
Bust a couple splits sucked a couple dicks
But there is a story to everything and that’s just real shit
My family had to eat and I had to pay the rent
If it’s green I’ma get it please stay the fuck out my business
Bitch try me I promise you get it
Bitch try me there will be no winning
Gotta watch all these faces there’s too many counterfeits
Sometimes when you hear them say I got you you can’t even count on it
That’s why I fuck with my bitches only my bitches
My day one bitches so please do not fuck with my bitches
That’s a brick in your face and you gon need stitches
I see that you moving suspicious
200 dollars, they do you with quickness
That’s word to my niece I’m not kidding
I fuck with them BONs and they get vicious

Cardi B – Bronx Season lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, how you doin’?
I’m alright
(laughs)

[Verse 1]
Now how much times do I gotta prove these niggas wrong?
And how much times I gotta show these bitches I ain’t soft?
How many shows I gotta sell out ‘fore you get the cost?
Why they really tryna front like I ain’t hit the charts?
All these labels, throwin’ deals from left to right
But I ain’t givin’ in until they get them numbers right
All these people think that this shit happen overnight
All that flexin’ they be doin’, shit is all a hype
No tolerance for a hatin’ bitch talkin’ shit
Only time I hold my tongue is when I’m suckin’ dick
So when I see you in the streets, yeah, it’s fuckin’ lit
And don’t be talkin’ all that sorry shit, don’t flip the script
I see the lights, I hear the hype, I hit the mic
I kill the show, I get my dough, I catch a flight
I see a hater, I’m runnin’ down, it’s on sight
I throw my hands, I hit em’ left, I hit em’ right

[Verse 2]
They sleepin’ on me just because I used to strip
But it’s all good ’cause now they wanna get up in my VIP
Blowin’ up my phone, sayin’ everythin’ I touch is lit
Actin’ corn and wanna fuck me like they wasn’t talkin’ shit, woah
I let ’em live, let the shady motherfuckers live
Get them the price then it’s time to show them what it is
Don’t got the bat? Well then what you really tryna pitch?
Don’t waste my time, I ain’t never been no average bitch

[Verse 3]
Not to mention, I did my tour and that shit was winnin’
Independent, the headline, award of feelin’
I thank the Lord for all the blessings that he is given
I love the fans, they fill me up with their ammunition
I don’t really talk shit but now I gotta off this
I don’t know why bitches think we work in the same office
Corny bitches tryna keep up? Look exhausted
Wave the white flag, girl, you might as well just forfeit

[Verse 4]
My ex told me I was never gon’ be shit
Lookie, lookie now, lookie now, nigga I’m that bitch
What you thought? Yeah, you really lost, now you kinda sick
But I ain’t never need a nigga, I was always on my shit, yeah
I used to stare at magazines on the train
Lookin’ at these models like, “I gotta be this one day”
Fuck around, got myself a name, now I’m gettin’ paid
Left the corny bitches in the grave, so they throwin’ shade

[Outro]

Cardi B – Everything lyrics

[Intro]
You know, people underestimated me
And making me feel like I’m never gonna amount to shit because I used to be a stripper
It feels like I’m getting whipped in the back, with words
But you know what?
They don’t see the bigger picture
I had to feed myself, I had to feed my family
But you know what?
Just here me out

[Verse 1]
Lord forgive me for my sins
Forgive me for the crazy shit I wish I never did
I’m simply just a young hood girl tryna win
I just want it all, and I gon’ pretend
Like I ain’t never had to suck a dick to pay my rent
I’m tryna get my family out the hood and new cribs
I wanna finish paying my mothers new whip
I do it for a cause, so understand the kid
I want my little girl to go to school in Fort Lee
Schools in the hood, got him crazy, man he three
And it’s fucked that it ain’t how it’s supposed to be
He should be counting 123’s and ABC’s
And momma used to beat my ass like every week
That’s because she can’t have nothing but love for me
I wanna spoil her so much, oh lord please
That’s my everything
My everything, my family

[Hook]
You know what?
Even when I was stripping, like bitches was worried ’bout the wrong things
Oh they want red bottoms, they want the biggest cars
Like I’m worried ’bout my father stop cab driving
Before he turn sixty, and my mom stop being a cashier before she fifty like
That’s why I’m working so hard out here
That’s why I go so hard
Not for me, but for them though
You feel me?

[Verse 2]
Note to self, for my sister Hennessy
Try and go to school, finish up and get degrees
Don’t be fucking trick niggas, just so you can eat
That’s the shit I did and it really makes me weak
I would close my eyes, dying for it to be over
The thought of a stranger inside, I just can’t be sober
Dirty ass breath, breathing all over my shoulders
Ain’t no bitch gon’ tell you that, just respect the soldier
And I wanna tell my dad, you don’t gotta cab
Drive for two whole weeks just to make a stack
You don’t gotta drive no more, I’m gon’ change all that
I put that on my everything, I’m gon’ pray for that

[Outro]
You know when I was a little girl I used to tell my mom
“Hey mom, when I grow up, I’m gonna buy you a house, I’m gonna buy you a car”
Until I turned eighteen, it’s like damn, I can’t even get me my own apartment
So, it’s just like, now that I’m in this position I’m gonna
I’m gonna take full advantage of it
Like oh my gosh, I can’t wait till I get to surprise my mom
Like, “Hey, I didn’t went to college, but look, look at me mom, look at me now, look, look mom, look, look at your house, This is your house! Not mines, but yours, and I bough it for you!”

Cardi B – Foreva lyrics

[Chorus]
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon beef foreva

[Verse 1]
Why you always tryna run and hide
Always have my name up in your mouth you outta line
You gon’ make me pop up at your door like surprise
Like come outside lil’ bitch come outside
Never by my lonely got my niggas by my side
And all my niggas skrr skrr yeah they down to ride
Yeah my bitches go to work I’m talking 9 to 5
The streets want to fuck around you won’t stay alive
Your man can cross you and I make sure that you pay the price
So don’t be lacking when you coming home from work at night
You run your mouth I poppin out now it’s on sight
You gon’ be just like my pussy hella tight
A hoe can hate but don’t be fucking with my commas
And if she is I’ll shape her up and she gon’ get the line up
Can’t be starting all these problems if you cannot solve them
Cardi backing down I swear to God that’s not an option

[Chorus]
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon beef foreva

[Verse 2]
Some bitches claim they with the shits but they ain’t with a thing
I spin the block come around like a boomerang
Silence silence I don’t hear a thing
Worry about me but your pussy smell like turtle tank
I pull up on that check nothing less that’s all I do
10 bands 50 bands ain’t nothing new
I see some people who still worried about my revenue
I’m eating good you wish you could don’t worry about my food
And niggas hating on a female ain’t no way to live
You bitch made make me wonder if you got a dick
How you feeling like a man envying a chick
Wake up and go get some money go and find your niche
Silly muthafucka who raised you
A nigga with a pussy how disgraceful
I have my hittas come and duck tape you
And your bitch could get it too double date boo
So let’s get it so let’s get it so let’s get it let’s not waste a minute
You clearly started so let’s finish
I don’t do forgiveness, they take your kindness for a gimmick
I’m just here for business
I’m running down and I’m with it

[Chorus]
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be rude whereva
If a bitch beef with me we gon beef foreva

Cardi B – Got Me Fucked Up lyrics

phone*ringing Yo*

Yo
my nigga Yo
what’s good What?
you doing I’m?
chillin’ and shit what happened Yo
I’m dumb tight right now Like
tell me how this nigga I was in the club and he was dead tryna style on me tryna play me like yo I’m
so tight I feel like these niggas be thinking just because I’m a BITCH like I don’t be having bros to smack a nigga That’s
crazy so what you want me to do What?
I want you to do I? want you to handle that that’s what the fuck I want you to do Aight
aight bet say no more you already know Ima slap his fucking head off his shoulders you ain’t gotta tell me twice Yo
where this nigga gon be at anyway where he gon be at Ima?
check his Instagram and whatever and Ima see where he gon be at tonight I
can do it tonight Or
maybe tomorrow aight just stay on deck Yo
I want you to smack this nigga like if you was his father Ima
violate him That’s
what I want you to do Ima
violate him don’t worry you already I got you sis Aight
then love you bro Alright
love you too you already know

Cardi B – Hectic lyrics

(feat. DJ Hardwerk)

[Intro]
Cardi
Hard work

[Verse 1]
Ayo, step up in the spot, you know who I be
Couple bottles pop in the VIP
Dancin’ all up on the couch, shakin’ my ass
Probably leave with ya man, grand larceny
Bitch, pardon me, you don’t wanna start with me
I be out here gettin’ cash, you be in the thottery
I be in the trap, chasin’ chips like the lottery
You ain’t bout that life, you don’t be like Cardi B
All my gettin’-shmoney hoes, put ya hands up
Yeah, you cute but you gon’ have to pull ya pants up, yeah
I see you over there checkin’ out my thick thighs, tetas
See, I gotta smart mouth and what?
Keep it litty for my city, NYC
Take the whole nut, ain’t worried ’bout no Plan B
Yeah, I’m nasty, lick my lips, blow a kiss
And walk off with a hunnid thou’ on my wrist
Swish, I ain’t with the politics
“A hoe never gets cold,” you know what the motto is
Unless it’s baguettes diamond cuts, gold bottles, bitch
Sittin’ in that 6, frostbite, feelin’ hella lit

[Hook]
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don’t worry ’bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin’ shit, I’m in the best fit
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don’t worry ’bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin’ shit, I’m in the best fit

[Verse 2]
NY, do or die, yeah I got this
KSR, chill y’all, yeah I got this
40 those, 2 seater in the cockpit
And I’m a freak so you know that bitch topless
You a hot mess, that’s a fact though
Understood the life, bitch, you know how that go
A lot of thots out here plottin’ on my cash flow
But I’m a queen just tryna build the castle
You a fiend, you all up in my asshole
I cause a scene and give you what you ask for
Hair did, manicure, so ready, check
Attitude have to be so petty, yep
I’m in it this year, a minute to spare, I swear
My vision is clear, y’all bitches beware, I’m here
Showstopper, Ms. Life of the party, yeah
Top shotta, no filter, Young Cardi, yeah

[Hook]
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don’t worry ’bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin’ shit, I’m in the best fit
Hectic, hectic
When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
Don’t worry ’bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin’ shit, I’m in the best fit

Cardi B – Her Perspective (Skit) lyrics

Yo where the fuck was you at?
Fuck you mean you at some club
Bet you at the club got niggas touching on your ass right
Same ass I’m supposed to be touching on right
Bitch you think you cute ohh you think you a bad bitch
Bitch you ain’t shit you trash bitch thot doodle fuck you talking about
What? What? Bitch you crazy I’ll smack the shit out your dumb ass like I did last
Look look look hold on hold on hold on
Yo stop raising your muhfuckin voice bitch you already know what time it is
I don’t give a fuck bitch you know what matter fact close the fucking door cause the neighbors about to see exactly what the fuck is about to go on
Close the fucking door you stupid ass slut
What? I will fucking kill you
You don’t fucking understand I will fucking kill you
I will put a bullet through your fucking scalp you dumb ass hoe
Calm down? Me? What?
Stop screaming stop screaming I don’t want nobody to know what the fuck going on right now stop screaming
Get the fuck off me
Yo look get the fuck out my crib matter fact stay here I’m out and you better be here when I get back you stupid ass bitch
And if I catch you in the club I don’t give a fuck what club it is Ima fuck you up there too

Cardi B – Rollin lyrics

[Hook]
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
All my bitches rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit
Them commas comin’
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit
Them commas comin’ quick

[Verse 1]
Look, show you bitches how to do this shit
Stand back while I demonstrate
Pussy worth like a million dollars
I think your nigga got expensive taste
I’m not a bum bitch, I’m a boss bitch
You sideline, I’m center stage
I don’t even get involved with it
If it don’t make me cum or it don’t get me paid
If it’s not the money then it’s “poof, be gone”
Steal your man with my Doobie on
Whole team full of bad bitches
And that Louis Vuitton our uniform
24 karat my grills, I do what I want
Bitch, fuck how you feel
Fuck a whole check up all on my nails
I pull up in foreign and cut in my wheel, byes, bitch

[Hook]
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
All my bitches rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit
Them commas comin’ quick
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit
Them commas comin’ quick

[Verse 2]
Look, I’m not a rider chick, I’m a driver chick
I could come get you instead
I hope all of your homies got money, nigga
‘Cause all of my bitches got bread
Look, got a home girl out the west coast
Swear to God, I love that bitch
Ask about us, any club
They gon’ tell you we run that shit
I’m like the strip club, Mariah Carey
Dominican, Halle Berry
Hair be laid, bills be paid
Still put bread on my nigga commissary
If I want somethin’, it’s, “Whatever, cop it”
Balenciaga, tell ’em check the closet
Heard you fuckin’ for that extra change
That’s why that pussy got that extra mileage, I be rollin’

[Hook]
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
All my bitches rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit
Them commas comin’ quick
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit
Them commas comin’ quick
Rollin’, rollin’, all my bitches rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’
All my bitches rollin’ and I love that shit

Cardi B – I Gotta Hurt You lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know
I could love you with all my heart
You’re my baby and
And I love you I just
I just feel the need to hurt you
Maybe I’m scorn
Maybe I need a therapist
Maybe I’m petty
I just

[Bridge]
I want to hurt you
I want to hurt you
I want to hurt you
I need to make you sure you remember me forever
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
(I was raised well)
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
E-e-e-e-ever
I want to hurt you
I want to hurt you
I want to, I want to hurt you
I want to hurt, hurt, hurt
I want to hurt you
(Forever)
I want to hurt you
I want to, I want to hurt you
(Forever)
I want to hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt
I want to hurt you

[Beatdrop – Refrain]
I want to hurt you
I got to make sure that you feel me
I need to make sure you remember me forever
I have to show you

[Verse 2]
Hi there
My name is, my name is
Cardi, Cardi, Cardi, Cardi
I don’t know
I love it
I love it
Lonelyness
It fulfills my sorrow
You may think
You may think I have no tomorrow
Its easier to die
Than to live
But I will show you
That I’m strong enough
To use you and abuse you
And I’m gonna live
And I’m gonna win (haha)
I’m gonna win
I’m gonna win
I’m gonna win
I’m gonna win
I’m gonna win
I-I-I-I-I’m go-onna win

[Beatdrop – Refrain]
I want to hurt you
I got to make sure that you feel me
I need to make sure they remember me forever
I have to show you

Cardi B – Intro Skit lyrics

(feat. The Breakfast Club (Power 105.1))

Dj Envy: Morning everybody its DJ Envy, Angela Yee, Charlamange Tha God
We are the Breakfast Club
We got some special guests in the builging

Charlamange Tha God: Our lord and savior Cardi B

E: Cardi B, Cardi B, Cardi B

Angela Yee: Now what about your career as an artist

CTG: And what was your inspiration

Cardi B: Well you know I’ve been writing rhymes and I’ve been into music ever since I was in high school. But you know when you young you have these dreams of becoming this big star or being an artist. But your dreams start getting crushed by priorities and bills you know. After I got kicked out of my house when I was 18, its like I didn’t have 200 dollars to invest in a studio session like I had to pay bills I had to pay my rent. Now that I’m making that shmoney, its like, why not invest on my dreams that I always dreamt of. You know what I’m saying. You got to follow your dreams, like fuck you mean

Cardi B – Leave That Bitch Alone lyrics

[Intro]
Cardi
Cardi B

[Hook]
Leave that bitch alone
Leave that bitch alone
You knew that I was crazy
Why the fuck you took her home?
Now I’m goin’ through your phone
Seein’ all these hoes
You knew that I don’t like her
What type of crazy shit you on?

[Verse 1]
You want me to come to your crib and get comfortable
What if I wanna move in and shit?
I will show up on some random shit
Don’t let me catch a bitch, you wanna chance that shit?
You should just dead it
I swear to God you gon’ regret it
Watch when I start askin’ you:
Why the fuck you take so long to answer my message?
The fuck you gon’ tell me?
Oh, you with the homies?
Don’t even think you can curve me for some other pussy
‘Cause it can get ugly
Boy, I be on some other shit
Just lettin’ you know wassup
‘Cause if I ever find out ’bout that other bitch
Boy, you gon’ get that bitch cut

[Pre-Hook]
I’m not the one
I don’t know why would you try it
Trust me, my nigga, just know I will beat all of them judges
I swear I’m not lyin’
Pussy was good
Pussy was perfect
But watch when I pop all ya tires and key up ya whip
Like, “I hope it was worth it”

[Hook]
Leave that bitch alone
Leave that bitch alone
You knew that I was crazy
Why the fuck you took her home?
Now I’m goin’ through your phone
Seein’ all these hoes
You knew that I don’t like her
What type of crazy shit you on?

[Verse 2]
What if I tell you I wanna be wifey?
What you gon’ tell me, I might be?
Then I’ma want ya password to ya Twitter, ya Facebook
And even ya IG
Boy, it’s a wrap
‘Cause I got the gat
And I will blow all them bitches that’s all in ya DMs
Just don’t call me back, nigga
Please don’t be dumb
My hair always in a bun
You know what that means, I’ll be ready for war
And remember I got a gun
I be on some other shit
Just lettin’ you know from now
So when that time come around and I do catch you lackin’
Move outta town

[Pre-Hook]
I’m tellin’ you
I don’t be with all that crying
If I get her or you fuck with motions
I’m gon’ light ya girl on fire
Pussy was good
Pussy was perfect
But if I ever pop up on you fuckin’ that bitch
Boy, you gon’ need a surgeon

[Hook]
Leave that bitch alone
Leave that bitch alone
You knew that I was crazy
Why the fuck you took her home?
Now I’m goin’ through your phone
Seein’ all these hoes
You knew that I don’t like her
What type of crazy shit you on?

[Outro]
Leave that bitch alone

Cardi B – Leave That Bitch Alone (Skit) lyrics

[Skit: Just Vlad & Cardi B]
Yo what’s good, what you doin’, you goin’ through my phone? Nah you violatin’, wassup?
Oh, so you buyin’ bitches Birkin’s now?
Nah, she got that at Fordham
So you takin’ bitches out to Outback? You know I like that motherfuckin’ rib eye steak out there. Why the fuck would you take that bitch to my motherfuckin’ favorite restaurant?
Come on. It was on a TV commercial, I ain’t spend no real money
So you still fuckin’ with this bitch, huh? So this bitch think that she could take my man from me
No, no this is a girl from Bible study, come on
You got bitches feelin’ confident, huh?
Come on baby, wild, she buggin’. Naw, ain’t nothin’ like that, baby
Oh she buggin’? Now you gon’ see me fuckin’ go buggin’
Yo, you wildin’, chill out, chill out. Come on, baby, chill out, just chill out. Come on, chill out
I got you wildin’ right now, I got you wildin’ right now, give me a second
Come on, what you still scrollin’ for? Ain’t nothin’ in there, come on. What you lookin’ for?
Oh, so you took this bitch to your mother’s house?
Nah, come on, baby
You took her to your mother’s house?
She from Bible study, I told you
You know what? I’ma give you Bible now, I’ma send you straight to motherfuckin’ God!
Yo chill out, baby, come on, relax. What you lookin’ for?
I’ma send this nigga right to God, right now. Where the fuck I put this piece at?
What you lookin’ for?
I’ma show this nigga. I’m not the one to be fuckin’ with
What you lookin’ for? Chill out, baby. Just calm down
Where is it? Where is it? I can’t find it. Ha, got it
The fuck?! Where you get that shit?!

Cardi B – Lick lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Lookin’ like I caught a (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Woah

[Chorus]
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Lookin’ like I caught a lick

[Verse 1]
Look at me, look at me
They ain’t like me before, now they bookin’ me
The glow got bitches so shook at me
They like, “Chef Cardi B, what you cookin’ B?”
I say, “Bitches, got me on some new shit”
I swear niggas got me feelin’ ruthless
Too much mo’fuckers done doubted me
That’s why I had to just prove it
I remember walkin’ in the stores, I couldn’t buy nothin’
They look at me starin’
Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it
I don’t even think
Bank tellers asking for info
‘Cause now my deposits on Kimbo
Told that bitch, “Gimme my money
Why the fuck you askin’ all this info?”

[Pre-Chorus]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn’t luck up
Was grindin’ all night
Didn’t sleep ’til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I’m that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Chorus]
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Lookin’ like I caught a lick

[Verse 2]
See me in my ‘bach, now they all surprised
Now they call my phone, I just press decline
Not even six seconds, I don’t give ’em Vine
Tell ’em, “Fall back,” all must recline
Bitches mad as fuck but I don’t give a fuck
Niggas can’t believe it, better soak it up
Lookin’ like I caught a lick, bitch
Your nigga got me on his wishlist
Thought I was makin’ no moves?
Thought I was gon’ be livin’ in Sues?
Thought I was makin’ no money?
You fuckin’ thought I was gon’ lose
Everythin’ I did, I swear I got paid
Been ’bout my money, that ain’t gon’ change
Bitch, you gon’ drown tryna ride on my wave
Corny ass bitches, I just can’t relate

[Pre-Chorus]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn’t luck up
Was grindin’ all night
Didn’t sleep ’til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I’m that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Chorus]
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin’ like I caught a lick
Lookin’ like I caught a lick

[Outro]
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me

Cardi B – Lick (Remix) lyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos)

[Intro: Cardi B & Offset]
Ya dig?
Yeah
Lookin’ like I caught a (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Woah

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (lick, hey!)
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!)
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo)
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (yeah)
Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch (hey)
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (woo, woo, Offset!)
Lookin’ like I caught a lick

[Verse 1: Offset]
They know they can’t stop a G
Bitch do not talk to me (yeah)
Diamonds start hittin’, she swallow me (shine)
Play with these racks like Monopoly (racks)
Make her say uh like Master P
Bought the Patek Phillipe, no that bitch wasn’t cheap (no)
These niggas is pussy, they is what they eat (woo)
Show after show, I’ve been countin’ all week (woo)
Lamborghini, I just ordered up three (skrrt, skrrt)
Lookin’ like I hit a lick and fuckin’ on a badder bitch
Fuckin’ on your daughter, ask me how I get the water wrist
Think he poppin’ hard but he really wanna take a pic (flash)
He can’t even believe I done got rich
Woke up this mornin’, I’m countin’ this money
This water drip off me, a fountain or somethin’ (water)
These bitches and niggas not ‘mountin’ to nothin’ (nah)
I keep countin’ this money, I keep countin’ this money (hey!)

[Pre-Chorus: Cardi B]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn’t luck up
Was grindin’ all night
Didn’t sleep ’til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I’m that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (lick, hey!)
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!)
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo)
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (yeah)
Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch (hey)
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (woo, woo, woo)
Lookin’ like I caught a lick

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Look at me, look at me
They ain’t like me before, now they bookin’ me
The glow up got bitches so shook at me
They like, “Chef Cardi B, what you cookin’, B?”
I say, “Bitches, got me on some new shit”
I swear niggas got me feelin’ ruthless
Too much mo’fuckers done doubted me
That’s why I had to just prove it
I remember walkin’ in the stores, I couldn’t buy nothin’
They look at me stank
Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it
I don’t even think
Bank tellers asking for info
‘Cause now my deposits on Kimbo
Told that bitch, “Gimme my money
Why the fuck you askin’ all this info?”

[Pre-Chorus: Cardi B]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn’t luck up
Was grindin’ all night
Didn’t sleep ’til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I’m that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (lick, hey!)
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!)
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo)
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (yeah)
Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch (hey)
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin’ like I caught a lick (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Lookin’ like I caught a lick

[Outro: Cardi B]
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me

Cardi B – Lit Thot lyrics

[Chorus:]
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can’t
Peanut butter ass work
Fuck around and get jammed
Cardi in this bitch you better understand
I flip the script and kill shit now they want to hold my hand
I be that hood bitch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves

[Verse 1:]
Oh they mad Ima keep them mad oh they hella sick
See me stunting see me getting bands oh yeah hella bricks
Cardi looking good in this shit oh yeah hella fit
Run up on me wrong they pop the trunk on you elephants
You don’t know me hoe you don’t know me bro you don’t know me just move
I A-L-T control delete and get your ass removed
That fuck shit that truck shit I do not approve
You niggas with that shrimp dicks be fucking up my mood

[Chorus:]
I be that hood bitch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can’t
Peanut butter ass work
You fuck around and get jammed
Cardi in this bitch you better understand
I flip the script and kill shit now they want to hold my hand

[Verse 2:]
Just get up off me just get up off me just get up off me you fake
You talking all that tough shit but quick to talk to the jakes
Let a bitch try me that’s these red bottoms to the face
Nigga hating hoes ain’t got no clout that’s Superman with no cape
All I need is Coronas and I’m set for the night
Let a bitch act up just know it’s on sight
They mad cause my time came and I didn’t miss my flight
Fuck you thought a bitch was gonna be down her whole life
Bitch no

[Chorus:]
I be that hood bitch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word
And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves

Cardi B – Never Give Up lyrics

(feat. Josh X)

[Intro: Cardi B]
Cardi
Josh X

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
I see the pain in your eyes
And truth is, only the strong survive
And you still here, so from here you only gon’ rise
Spread them wings so they can tell you how far you gonna fly
You don’t gotta pop them pills
I know just how you feel
I know there’s a lot of fake love
But there’s love that’s actually real
But that can’t stop you now
You’re already on the battle field
Took everythin’ that came your way
Almost at the top of the hill, fly, baby, fly

[Hook: Josh X]
Never give up
We’re almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That we’ll never give up
We’re almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That I will never give up

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Don’t be so quick to just give in
If you give up now, how you gon’ win?
I know them stressful nights made you and the pills best friends
I know it feels good, but this shit just got to end
I’m countin’ on you, boo
Put this peer pressure on you
If I overcame that shit
I know you can make it too
I don’t want to see you lose
There’s other ways to heal that bruise
I know you can make it to see
What’s at the end of the solution, shine, baby, shine

[Hook: Josh X]
Never give up
We’re almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That we’ll never give up
We’re almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That I will never give up

[Bridge: Cardi B]
Don’t jump now
I come for you
I’m here for you

[Hook: Josh X]
Never give up
We’re almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That we’ll never give up
We’re almost at the top of the hill now
It took a long time to heal now
And you know that I know, and you know, and they know
That I will never give up

[Outro: Cardi B]
I love you

Cardi B – On Fleek lyrics

[Hook]
I pull up, like what’s up, everything on fleek
I do it nice, seven days a week
Like oh my, oh my, oh my God
I don’t do nothing for free you know I got to charge
When I’m done, they be like you better
You better, you better, you better
When that check come I be like
You better, you better, you better

[Verse 1]
I’m Cardi exotic, my ice retarded
I walk in the party get started
Murder scene he want all this
Your bitch I demolish on fleek is what you call it
This not a game, fuck is you saying
Bullshit is something I don’t entertain
Come correct if gon’ call out my name
Not talking money I’m switching these lanes, like swerve
Now watch me, now watch me, swag surf
Boy you better respect the curve
I’m on my bullshit, fuck what you heard
Oh you ain’t know, well you gon’ learn

[Hook]
I pull up like what’s up, everything on fleek
I do it nice, seven days a week
Like oh my, oh my, oh my God
I don’t do nothing for free you know I got to charge
When I’m done, they be like you better
You better, you better, you better
When that check come I be like
You better, you better, you better

[Verse 2]
Fleek the definition of me
I keep it in check papi
I am a whole different breed
I’m Cardi, capiche
Them other ones can’t compete
I make bitches want to retreat
I go to the desert for weeks
When I come back I come back with heat
Now they be all up in my DM
Tryna get Cardi B to PM
I swear to God I don’t see ’em
I’m high up in the hills like The Weeknd

[Hook]
I pull like what’s up, everything on fleek
I do it nice, seven days a week
Like oh my, oh my, oh my God
I don’t do nothing for free you know I got to charge
When I’m done, they be like you better
Do better, you better, you better
When that check come I be like
You better, you better, you better

Cardi B – Outro (Skit) lyrics

(feat. Lisa Evers)

[Announcer:]
New York City, welcome to Street Soldiers. The hottest talk on radio, hosted Lisa Evers

[Lisa Evers:]
I’m so glad you’re joining us for this episode of Street Soldiers. With us is Cardi B.She also has a new EP called Gansta B. Cardi, thanks for being with us

[Cardi B:]
Yeah thank you very much

[Lisa Evers:]
We really

[Cardi B:]
Thank you for having me

[Lisa Evers:]
We really appreciate it. What do you want people to know about Cardi B? Last words

[Cardi B:]
Be you. Be you. If you wanna be a hoe, be a hoe. If you wanna be a teacher, be a teacher. If you wanna be gay, be gay. Be you

Cardi B – Pop Off lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B]
Them motherfuckers be like, “But what type of niggas will wife you?”
My type of niggas will wife me! The type of niggas that like bitches that pop off and suck dick all day motherfuckin’ long, bitch
Thanks to all my followers that always defended me, y’all like my god brothers and god sisters. I would dead jump in your fight, I would dead jump in your fight. Now what’s poppin?

[Hook: Cardi B]
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin’ shit?
I’m takin’ tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin’, off
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin’ shit?
I’m takin’ tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin’, off

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
I’m startin’ to lose my patience, weak bitches hatin’
Bitches throwing subs like I won’t kick your face in
Baby mama’s mad ’cause I’m in first place, and
When it comes to you bitch, there’s no conversation
I been to give it up grimy, I’m the Bronx bitch, I’m feisty
“Cardi why you feisty?” Shut up bitch, fight me
NY raised and so you know it’s very likely
That when I hear some shit that I don’t like, I get hype B
Who would wanna wife me? Your nigga wanna wife me
You think ’cause I’m a stripper hoe, that nigga won’t think twice B?
Put this pussy on his face, rde that shit nicely
Set his ass up, then you really ain’t gon’ like me
So what you tryna do? You and you and you
I feel some type a way, a bitch finna get loose
Tell me what’s the deal? I’m ’bout to start the hill
The wig is comin’ off, shit ’bout to get real

[Hook: Cardi B]
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin’ shit?
I’m takin’ tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin’, off
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin’ shit?
I’m takin’ tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin’, off

[Verse 2: Casanova]
Got beef with Cardi B? I’m poppin’ off
Shit get hectic? I’ma drop it off
Oh you shinin’? Your chain and your watch is off
You was never with this shit, nigga, knock it off
Youse a pussy, and your whole block is soft
You caught feelings, could she ain’t even drop you off
You thought that bag was gettin’ you pussy, not at all
You was gettin’ lied, you ain’t know she made that call
To the dog’s dinner, and they starvin’
I gotta feed all ’em
I’maget that nigga, you gon’ get that bitch
What they thought switched ’cause we both got rich?
Nah, we on the same time
You got yours, I got mine
You got a problem, get in line
It’s Cardi B, and 2 times

[Hook: Cardi B]
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin’ shit?
I’m takin’ tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin’, off
Who wanna pop off?
Who wanna start war?
They talkin’ shit?
I’m takin’ tops off
Jeans, off
Weaves, off
Rings, off
Everythin’, off

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
Shit, that bitch six three and she bodied
Superman calves, and her shoulder somethin’ retarded
I ain’t backin’ down, Cardi got the heart regardless
You gon’ have to knock me out if you think I’ma forfeit
Gang gang, squad up, and have my niggas all on it
Pay a couple niggas and they had you out in a coffin
And I put that on my life, I really don’t do this often
But the way I’m feelin’ now, like whatever, I’m on it
Have you laid out on the stretcher with your socks off
Had the pastor prayin’, like, “Sorry for your, loss”
Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off
My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off
I’m Cardi B, east coast newest contender
5’3″ lookin’ good with the nails bananas
Freddy Kruger on these bitches, I cut their lights off
Should have read the memo, Cardi B pops off