The Boys always spending all their money on love You get high and fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Clone it, own it,

I think I like that Sweat on demand Yo, I'm Cardi B with the wicked flow Ask them, I keep them niggas on their tippy toes Nick-nack-paddy-wack, give a dog a bone Got him runnin' home, fuck him good, get that money flow Pussy got him goin' places he would

What a way to go Twenty five years working for the state Saved all your money, got a good rate Always thinking 'bout that pension plan The day of retirement, the promised land, well Got a finish off that swimming pool Get some umbrellas, don't wanna be

Uh, I was posted on the block with a big ass joint Police everywhere so we stay on point Money get in my hand, pockets stay on swollen If you ever ask a question nigga we don't know Don't be talkin' to me crazy if you ain't 'bout drama And don't even be

Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that) Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that) Shake that, ayy Ass and titties (Ayy), ass and titties (Shake that) Ass and titties (Ayy), come get savage with me Bounce that Bounce that, ayy Good job

I'm getting this nigga in the morning He gon' think he been chiefin' just too long when He see me in the evenin' Want to catch all these feelin' Well let me be the first to get mine Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga? (You sold your

Somebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees

Now get this work No money, no family Sixteen in the middle of Miami I've been work work work work working on my shit Working on my shit I've been up all night, tryna get that rich Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Walk a mile in these

Money is the mission, it's skrilla over bitches Pull up on her and she make a decision to get in Yeah, your girl hella talkative 'round rich niggas Room full of hittas and you squares can't get in Movin' through the air, eatin' shrimp in the Gulf Stream

Dedicated man your favorite song Everybody in the club right now Tell the DJ's to turn it loud So you don't gotta be alone If you independent get your money girl (aye) If you ain't got no money Single ladies you cant go wrong (hey) (You don't gotta be