Stylin' Lyrics - Cardi B

[Hook] 

Stylin' on these hoes, I'm stylin' on these hoes 

I be stylin' on these hoes, I'm stylin' on these hoes 

[?] wrist full of gold 

I be stylin' on these niggas, stylin' on these hoes 

Grind up a check, got it at the store 

Runnin' through the checks till the club close 

Stylin' on these niggas, stylin' on these hoes 

I be stylin' on these bitches, stylin' on these hoes 

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[Verse 1] 

I gotta get it, I need the chicken, I need the bread 

That's why I'm workin' and I'm in the Benz 'cause you in the bed 

Bitches is sleepin', fuck is they thinkin'? What is you doin'? 

Then they be mad, lookin' at me like I did something to 'em, uh 

Bank account on racks, pussy still on drip drop 

Put this pussy on wax, took me straight to the tip top 

I might race with the Wraith, ain't no space in the safe 

Next bitch in my face catchin' case, catchin' case 

But anywho, anywho, Birkin bag, Jimmy Choos 

All my bitches say "Aaw!", all my guns go "Boom!" 

More guns than the warden, smack hoes with my Jordans 

Pussy's floodin' New Orleans, kiss a bitch and I'm gorgeous 

Never been no pussy, yo, I'm always with the shits 

I ain't never been no dirty broad but now I'm filthy rich, bitch bitch! 

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[Hook] 

Stylin' on these hoes, I'm stylin' on these hoes 

I be stylin' on these hoes, I'm stylin' on these hoes 

[?] wrist full of gold 

I be stylin' on these niggas, stylin' on these hoes 

Grind up a check, got it at the store 

Runnin' through the checks till the club close 

Stylin' on these niggas, stylin' on these hoes 

I be stylin' on these bitches, stylin' on these hoes 

[Verse 2] 

Money, money, money, money's all I think of 

I swear to God, I wake up and get the green stuff 

You put your money on these hoes, get your refund 

I just got my nails did, I just got my weave done 

If you want a fly press put Bardi on that shit 

I just bought a new gun, put a body on that shit 

She upset again, I'm away in the lobby for that bitch 

I got my bitch and a man that can buy me all that shit 

You can find my fine ass 

Bath tub with a wine glass 

All these hoes wanna bring me down 

I don't never ever mind that 

Can you show me where your money is? 

'Cause I know where mine's at 

All the energy you put in me 

You just tryna get to top back 

Maybe I been on some conceited shit 

'Cause I don't need a bitch 

Blast off, I don't feed a bitch 

That's how I treat a bitch 

In my hood I got hella stripes 

Straight Adidas shit 

Hope she got the same energy 

When I see that bitch, bitch! 

[Hook] 

Stylin' on these hoes, I'm stylin' on these hoes 

I be stylin' on these hoes, I'm stylin' on these hoes 

[?] wrist full of gold 

I be stylin' on these niggas, stylin' on these hoes 

Grind up a check, got it at the store 

Runnin' through the checks till the club close 

Stylin' on these niggas, stylin' on these hoes 

I be stylin' on these bitches, stylin' on these hoes