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Cardi B - Money lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look, my b**hes all bad, my n***as 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 a** b**h, I give Ross chills
Ten different looks and my looks all k**
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo!)

[Chorus]
I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' s** (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 flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake that little a** (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)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)

[Verse 2]
I gotta fly, I need a jet, sh**
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**hes in trouble
Bring bra** 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 b**h
Bring a thottie to the whip
If she fine or she thick, goddamn
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'm fine (Fine)
Let a b**h try me, boom (Boom)
Hammer time, uh

[Chorus]
I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
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I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' s** (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 flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake that little a** (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)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)

[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 sh**? (Who?)
The people whose sh** not together (Okay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
b**h, I will black on your a** (Yeah)
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***as dark like D'USSÉ
You gonna eat this a** like soup (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' s**
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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