Money Lyrics - Cardi B

[Verse 1] 

Look, my bitches all bad, my niggas 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 ass bitch, I give Ross chills 

Ten different looks and my looks all kill 

I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills 

He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo!) 

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[Chorus] 

I was born to flex (Yes) 

Diamonds on my neck 

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' 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 bitch need is the (Money) 

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 ass (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) 

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[Verse 2] 

I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit 

I need room for my legs 

I got a baby, I need some money, yeah 

I need cheese for my egg 

All y'all bitches in trouble 

Bring brass 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 bitch 

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 bitch try me, boom 

Hammer time, uh 

[Chorus] 

I was born to flex (Yes) 

Diamonds on my neck 

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' 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 bitch need is the (Money) 

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 ass (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] 

Bitch, I will pop on your pops (Your pops) 

Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr) 

You know who popped the most shit? (Who?) 

The people whose shit not together (Okay) 

You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak) 

All my pajamas is leather (Uh) 

Bitch, I will black on your ass 

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, bitch 

Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh) 

Jump it down, back it up (Ooh, ayy) 

Make that nigga put down 2K 

I like my niggas dark like D'usse 

You gonna eat this ass like soup (Ayy) 

[Chorus] 

I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck 

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' 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 bitch need is the 

K, K, C (Woo!) 

[Outro] 

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