Cardi B - Wanna Be Remix Feat Glorilla Y Megan Thee Stallion Lyrics

AceC, turn that heat up, nigga
Let's go

These bitches be borin’, corny (corny)
Pop out, new bag, new jewelry (baow)
Throwin' ass all on my story (uh)
I'll make a photographer horny (woo)
I wake up to new hoes on my dick (on my dick)
I be cute so I pose for a pic (for a pic)
Know they watchin'—I blow 'em a kiss (mwah)
I be actin' like hoes don't exist (woo)
Got a black truck that a rap nigga copped me
I pop out, make a ho get anxiety (uh)
I pop shit till a nigga gotta block me (woo)
And my toes white like Matthew McConaughey (ha)
New in store—to the flo', she flowin' (she flowin')
Ass-to-ass—it's what I keep doin' (keep doin')
Skirt ridin' up so the panties keep showin'
Should I take off on these hoes? (keep goin')
H-E-A-V-Y, heavy (okay)
I'm not toxic—I'm deadly (woo)
Hoes look a mess and be messy (bitch)
I pop shit and pop ass on jetski
Hickory-dickory-dock
They take my pic to the doc like, gimme the shit that she got
Comin' out lumpy (ugh)
Hoes be chippity-chop
I hop out the Lamb and I jump in a Culli
Textin' ya man while I lay on my tummy
Ass and titties come out when it's sunny
Guess I'm a teacher since you wanna sub me (ah)
She did what? Had no idea (idea)
Thought she was on the shelf—Ikea (Ikea)
Heard her stalk like that when I see her (woo)
Bitch, please, don't nobody wanna be ya (ah)
Cheap-lookin'-ass ho, weak-lookin'-ass ho
Great-Value-me-lookin'-ass ho
Girl, these bitches be pussy
Delete-every-tweet-lookin'-ass ho

He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber

He, he, he, he in love with Glo
Never got the cookie but got my name tatted (ayy)
Killer where? Don't know who he killed, I heard that mane ratted (damn)
Never full, when it's time to eat, I be his main platter
NYC, New York Fashion Week, Tommy Hil' jacket (huh)
Tell these hoes to stay dangerous 'cause nere one of they niggas safe (nah)
My nigga say he faithful, I still got a few hoes just in case (got too)
I can't lie, I used to simp so hard but them my old ways
It's three hundred sixty five days in a year, couldn't play with me on none of them days (woo)
Fuckin' ass freaky nigga (ugh)
Don't even wear no condoms (freaky ass)
Don't know how to treat a lady (like the fuck?)
I oughta smack your mama (bitch)
Pussy wet, good ass neck (that's me), so I talk how I wanna
Save a nigga, who, bitch? Do I look like fuckin' Superwoman?
On the gang

He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then, bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver (real hot girl shit, ayy)
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber

I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T (ah)
Same hoes hatin' used to wanna be besties (besties)
You can get your wig turned like Effie (like Effie)
I don't need insurance 'cause a bitch can't wreck me (baow, baow)
Ready or not, I'm comin' like Freddy (like Freddy)
I'm mother, and you know my trick is your daddy (your daddy)
Clock that tea, bitch, catch it (bitch, catch it)
You look like a discount me on Etsy (ayy)
I'm the female titan, I'm steppin' on bitches
I'm showin' my titties (yeah), I tore up the city (yYeah)
A P-I-M-P (yeah), I be hoein' these niggas (yeah)
He run back to me (yeah) 'cause you borin' a nigga (borin' a nigga)
Fuck is a layover? I ain't waitin' (I ain't waitin')
I get the bag then I change destinations (yeah)
These niggas be crazy, I don't blame 'em
I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change him (huh)

He don't wanna be saved, don't save him (save him)
That is not my nigga, don't claim him (yeah)
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded (yeah, yeah)
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum (huh, Channing Tatum)
I don't wanna be saved, don't save me (don't save me)
You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me (don't claim me)
Hate a nigga tryna tell me what to do
You ain't my daddy, I'm not your baby (not your baby)
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber (ah)

Go Meg
Go Meg (baow)
Go Meg (baow)
Go Meg (baow)
Go Meg (baow)
Go Meg (baow)
Go Meg (ah)
Get 'em Glo (ayy)
Get 'em Glo (huh)
Get 'em Glo (woo)
Get 'em Glo (hey)
Get 'em Glo (huh)
Get 'em Glo (woo, yeah)
Go, C (go who?)
Go, C (go who?)
Go, C (go who?)
Get 'em, C (go who?)
Get 'em, C (go who?)
Go me (uh, huh)
Go me (uh, huh)
Go me, uh