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- Cardi B Stripper Hoe 歌詞
- Cardi B
- Stripper Hoe - Cardi B
I'm your
Yo I'm Cardi B with the wicked flow
Ask them I keep them n**gas on their tippy toes
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone
Got him running home f**k him good get that money flow
P***y got him going places he would never go
P***y got him cooking now he wanna clean the stove
P***y got him f**ked up I think he overdosed
But I ain't Travis Scott I ain't got no antidote
Antidote antidote
I think I like that
I think I like that
I think I like that
I think I like that
Yo some people know me as a stripper h**
But stripper h**s get the money and blow digits though
A lot of b**ches talking down on me like I'm a joke
Talk sh* t I'll f**k your man send him back hella broke
I'm laughing but I really mean it though
I'm on another level like I'm playing Mario
These b**ches can't see me even with a telescope
Every day I'm shitting on 'em I don't flush the toilet bowl
Ew cause I be working and working
All these heads I be turning they on my body like surgeons
I think they see my conversion
That's why they be lurking but their feelings be hurting
Or remember when I wanna dance at certain clubs
And they told me no no that's a dub
Now they the same n**gas blowing up my phone
Wanting me to host oh word that's a dub
Bands
I think I like that
I know I know they're mad now
I think I like that
I think I like that
Hurting my feelings
I think I like that
When I come up in the building I initiate
I'm the reason why the f**kers gotta renovate
I'm eating good and they mad they can't get a plate
Never thought we'd be getting booked in different states
Before the century they didn't even look this way
Now they wanna eat my a** like a skirt steak
Got 'em sending gifts it's not even my birthday
You n**gas soft and I meant that in the worst way
Oh you b**ches s*****g d**k just to get a bag
You hustings backwards a** b**ch you're doing bad
It's pretty sad you should be getting more than that
Suck a dick so you can pay your rent couple months with that
I mention flow keep it on the low I tell you facts
When a n**ga 'bout to c** just throw it back
It's over you won that n**ga trapped
And that bank account girl empty that
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