Bodak Yellow (Money Moves) – Cardi B – letras

KsrIt’s Cardi, ayySaid, « I’m the shit, they can’t fuck with me if they wanted to »Said, « Lil bitch, you can’t fuck with me if you wanted to »These expensive, these is red bottomsthese is bloody shoesHit the store, I can get ’em both, I don’t wanna chooseAnd I’m quick, cut a nigga off, so don’t get comfortable, lookI don’t dance now, I make money movesSay I don’t gotta dance, I make money moveIf I see you and I don’t speak, that meansI don’t fuck with youI’m a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody movesNow she say she gon’ do what to who?Let’s find out and seeCardi B, you know where I’m at, you know where I beYou in the club just to party, I’m there, I get paid a feeI be in and out them banks so muchI know they’re tired of meHonestly, don’t give a fuck ’bout who ain’t fond of meDropped two mixtapes in six monthswhat bitch working as hard as me?I don’t bother with these hoesdon’t let these hoes bother meThey see pictures, they say, « Goals, « bitch, I’m who they tryna beLook, I might just chill in some BapeI might just chill with your booI might just feel on your babe, my pussy feel like a lakeHe wanna swim with his face, I’m like, « Okay »I’ll let him get what he want, he buy me Yves Saint LaurentAnd the new whip, when I go fast as a horseI got the trunk in the frontI’m the hottest in the street, know you prolly heard of meGot a bag and fixed my teethhope you hoes know it ain’t cheapAnd I pay my mama bills, I ain’t got no time to chillThink these hoes be mad at metheir baby father want a feelSaid, « Lil bitch, you can’t fuck with me if you wanted to »These expensive, these is red bottomsthese is bloody shoesHit the store, I can get ’em bothI don’t wanna chooseAnd I’m quick, cut a nigga offso don’t get comfortable, lookI don’t dance now, I make money movesSay I don’t gotta dance, I make money moveIf I see you and I don’t speakthat means I don’t fuck with youI’m a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody movesIf you a pussy, you get popped, you a groupie, you a oppDon’t you come around my wayyou can’t hang around my blockAnd I just checked my accountsturns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m richI put my hand above my hip, I bet you dip, he dip, she dipI say I get the money and go, this shit is hot like a stoveMy pussy glitter as gold, tell that lil bitch play her roleI just a-rove in a Rolls, I just came up in a WraithI need to fill up the tank, no, I need to fill up the safeI need to let all these hoes knowthat none of their niggas is safeI go to dinner and steak, only the real can relateI used to live in the P’s, now it’s a crib with a gateRollie got charms, look like Frosted FlakesHad to let these bitches knowjust in case these hoes forgotI just run and check the mailanother check from Mona ScottSaid, « Lil bitch, you can’t fuck with me if you wanted to »These expensive, these is red bottomsthese is bloody shoesHit the store, I can get ’em both, I don’t wanna chooseAnd I’m quick, cut a nigga off, so don’t get comfortable, lookI don’t dance now, I make money movesSay I don’t gotta dance, I make money moveIf I see you and I don’t speakthat means I don’t fuck with youI’m a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves