Stripper Hoe - Cardi B

I'm your

Yo I'm Cardi B with the wicked flow

Ask them I keep them n**gas on their tippy toes

Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone

Got him running home f**k him good get that money flow

P***y got him going places he would never go

P***y got him cooking now he wanna clean the stove

P***y got him f**ked 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 h**

But stripper h**s get the money and blow digits though

A lot of b**ches talking down on me like I'm a joke

Talk sh*t I'll f**k your man send him back hella broke

I'm laughing but I really mean it though

I'm on another level like I'm playing Mario

These b**ches can't see me even with a telescope

Every day I'm shitting on 'em I don't flush the toilet bowl

Ew cause I be working and working

All these heads I be turning they on my body like surgeons

I think they see my conversion

That's why they be lurking but their feelings be hurting

Or remember when I wanna dance at certain clubs

And they told me no no that's a dub

Now they the same n**gas blowing up my phone

Wanting 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

Hurting my feelings

I think I like that

When I come up in the building I initiate

I'm the reason why the f**kers gotta renovate

I'm eating good and they mad they can't get a plate

Never thought we'd be getting booked in different states

Before the century they didn't even look this way

Now they wanna eat my a** like a skirt steak

Got 'em sending gifts it's not even my birthday

You n**gas soft and I meant that in the worst way

Oh you b**ches s*****g d**k just to get a bag

You hustings backwards a** b**ch you're doing bad

It's pretty sad you should be getting more than that

Suck a dick so you can pay your rent couple months with that

I mention flow keep it on the low I tell you facts

When a n**ga 'bout to c** just throw it back

It's over you won that n**ga trapped

And that bank account girl empty that