歌手:Cardi B
专辑:《Stripper Hoe》

Yo, I'm Cardi B with the wicked flow (wicked flow)
Ask them, I keep them ****** on they tippy toes
Knick knack patty wack, give a dog a bone
Got him runnin' home, **** him good, get that money flow (money flow)
***** got him goin' places he would never go
***** got him cookin', now he wanna clean the stove
***** got him f****d up, I think he overdosed
But I ain't Travis Scott, I ain't got no antidote
Antidote, antidote
I think I like that
I think I like that
I think I like that
I think I like that
Yo, some people know me as a stripper hoe
But stripper hoes get the money and blow ******* though
A lot of ***** talking down on me like I'm a joke
Talk s*it, I'll **** ya man, send him back, hella broke!
Ha! I'm laughing but I really mean it though
I'm on another level like I'm playing Mario
These ******* can't see me even with a telescope
Everyday I'm s*ittin on em
I don't flush the toilet bowl, eww!
Cuz I be workin and workin and all these heads I be turnin
They on my body like surgeons
I think they see my conversion
That's why they be lurkin
But they feelings be hurtin
Or remember when I wanna dance at certain clubs
And they told me, "No, no, that's a dub"
Now they the same ****** blowin' up my phone
Wantin' me to host, oh word? That's a dub
Bands!
I think I like that
(I know, I know they're mad now)
I think I like that
I think I like that (Hurtin' my feelings)
I think I like that
When I come up in the building I initiate
I'm the reason why the f****rs gotta renovate
I'm eatin' good and they mad they can't get a plate
Never thought we'd be gettin' booked in different states
Before the century they didn't even look this way
Now they wanna eat my ass like a skirt steak
Got 'em sending gifts, it's not even my birthday
You ****** soft and I meant that in the worst way
Oh you ******* suckin' **** just to get a bag
You hustlin'-backwards ass *****, you're doin' bad
It's pretty sad, you should be getting more than that
Suck a **** so you can pay your rent, couple months with that
I mention flow, keep it on the low, I tell you facts
When a ***** 'bout to cum, just throw it back
It's over, you won, that ***** trapped
And that bank account, girl? Empty that