[Lyrics] Cardi B – Money

Cardi B Money Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look, my b—–s all bad, my n—-s all real
I ride on his d–k, and some big tall hills
Big fat checks, big large bills
Front, I’ll flip like ten cartwheels
Cold a-s b—h, I give Ross chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
Heat in the car, that’s meals on wheels “Woo!”

[Hook/Chorus]
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 checks “Money”
All I really wanna see is the “Money”
I don’t really need the D, I need the “Money”
All a bad b—h need is the “Money”
I got bands in the coupe “Coupe”
Busting out the roof
I got bands in the coupe “Coupe”
Touch me, I’ll shoot “Bow”
Shake that little a-s “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 coupe “Coupe”
Busting out the roof
I got bands in the coupe “Brrr”
Busting out the roof “Cardi”

[Verse 2]
I gotta fly, I need a jet, s–t
I need room for my legs
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y’all b—–s in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did go pop “Pop”
That’s me busting they bubble
I’m Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk out Follie’s with a b—h
Bring a thottie to the whip
If she fine or she thick, g—–n
Walking past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I’m fine “Fine”
Let a b—h try me, boom
Hammer time, uh

[Hook/Chorus]
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 checks “Money”
All I really wanna see is the “Money”
I don’t really need the D, I need the “Money”
All a bad b—h need is the “Money”
I got bands in the coupe “Coupe”
Busting out the roof
I got bands in the coupe “Coupe”
Touch me, I’ll shoot “Bow”
Shake that little a-s “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 coupe “Coupe”
Busting out the roof
I got bands in the coupe “Brrr”
Busting out the roof “Cardi”

[Verse 3]
B—h, I will pop on your pops “Your pops”
B—h, I will pop on whoever “Brrr”
You know who popped the most s–t? “Who?”
The people whose s–t not together “Okay”
You’da bet Cardi a freak “Freak”
All my pajamas is leather “Uh”
B—h, I will black on your a-s
Wakanda forever
Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, b—h
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis “Uh”
Jump it down, back it up “Ooh, ayy”
Make that n—a put down 2K
I like my n—-s dark like D’usse
You gonna eat this a-s like soup “Ayy”

[Hook/Chorus]
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 b—h need is the
K, K, C “Woo!”

[Outro]
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