| Cardi
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| Hard work
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| Ayo, step up in the spot, you know who I be
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| Couple bottles pop in the VIP
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| Dancin' all up on the couch, shakin' my ass
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| Probably leave with ya man, grand larceny
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| Bitch, pardon me, you don’t wanna start with me
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| I be out here gettin' cash, you be in the thottery
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| I be in the trap, chasin' chips like the lottery
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| You ain’t bout that life, you don’t be like Cardi B
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| All my gettin'-shmoney hoes, put ya hands up
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| Yeah, you cute but you gon' have to pull ya pants up, yeah
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| I see you over there checkin' out my thick thighs, tetas
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| See, I gotta smart mouth and what?
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| Keep it litty for my city, NYC
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| Take the whole nut, ain’t worried 'bout no Plan B
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| Yeah, I’m nasty, lick my lips, blow a kiss
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| And walk off with a hunnid thou' on my wrist
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| Swish, I ain’t with the politics
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| «A hoe never gets cold,» you know what the motto is
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| Unless it’s baguettes diamond cuts, gold bottles, bitch
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| Sittin' in that 6, frostbite, feelin' hella lit
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| Hectic, hectic
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| When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
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| Don’t worry 'bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
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| If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin' shit, I’m in the best fit
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| Hectic, hectic
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| When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
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| Don’t worry 'bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
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| If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin' shit, I’m in the best fit
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| NY, do or die, yeah I got this
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| KSR, chill y’all, yeah I got this
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| 40 those, 2 seater in the cockpit
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| And I’m a freak so you know that bitch topless
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| You a hot mess, that’s a fact though
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| Understood the life, bitch, you know how that go
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| A lot of thots out here plottin' on my cash flow
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| But I’m a queen just tryna build the castle
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| You a fiend, you all up in my asshole
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| I cause a scene and give you what you ask for
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| Hair did, manicure, so ready, check
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| Attitude have to be so petty, yep
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| I’m in it this year, a minute to spare, I swear
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| My vision is clear, y’all bitches beware, I’m here
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| Showstopper, Ms. Life of the party, yeah
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| Top shotta, no filter, Young Cardi, yeah
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| Hectic, hectic
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| When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
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| Don’t worry 'bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
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| If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin' shit, I’m in the best fit
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| Hectic, hectic
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| When I pull up it gets hectic, hectic
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| Don’t worry 'bout what’s on my left wrist, it cost a check, bitch
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| If I’m in the spot, I’m slayin' shit, I’m in the best fit |