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can i have my face back!! - cardi b lyrics

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[intro]
haha
i got yo n*gga b*tch

[verse 1]
make a thirsty n*gga wanna chase me (ooh)
b*tch, i’m lit, i wonder can he face me (i’m lit)
only laugh on the way to the bank, see (hahaha)
i want money so f*ck you, pay me (b*tch)
ball like a pro and girl, you just a scrimmage
play with these bands, n*gga, your money timid (haha)
i’m winnin’, on your man mouth like a fitted (yeah)
this p*ssy v.i.p. and he can’t get in it (lil’ ho)
coupe been like i’m rockin’ sh*t for take off (ooh)
i put in work, i’m makin’ b*tches take a day off
finesse and givin’ hoes a reason to hate for
my n*ggas clutch with the shot like a playoff
i’m not your bestie, not your sis (eww)
i’m not the one, i am that b*tch
it’s slow for these hoes
i got ’em mad, they so dramatic
want my spot but they can’t have it
this smoke for free though

[chorus]
may i kick a lil’ somethin’ for the g’s
and take your n*gga only for the weekend
late night creepin’ and i’m cuffin’
i’on keep ’em, send your n*gga back home
i said may i kick a lil’ somethin’ for the g’s
and wake up to the money while you sleepin’ (yeah)
flexin’ on a dummy ho
if it ain’t ’bout the money, i won’t pick up the phone (bye)

[verse 2]
got these hoes on my case (what?)
tell these hoes “not today” (b*tch)
all this drip ain’t for free so you hoes gotta pay
why your n*gga in my face? play his ass like 2k
you know flo got that flavor, your man wanna taste (wanna taste)
pay me ties when i step in the building
i need my bands from the floor to the ceiling
commit to no n*gga, money too appealing (f*ck a n*gga)
what the f*ck i look like catchin’ feelings?
yeah, they mad, i’m on top and i’m chilling
got ’em look up to me like these hoes is my children (i just sh*t on ’em)
fashion week, i made a k!lling
numbers goin’ up, breakin’ the charts on a billion
if you ain’t lovin’, now you do times two
i’m wit’ your daddy gettin’ nasty like the 2 live crew
word to stevie, they can’t see me like do i do (see me)
and if you cross me, i won’t hesitate to sh*t on you, b*tch

[chorus]
may i kick a lil’ somethin’ for the g’s
and take your n*gga only for the weekend (where he at?)
late night creepin’ and i’m cuffin’ (and i’m cuffin’)
i’on keep ’em, send your n*gga back home
i said may i kick a lil’ somethin’ for the g’s
and wake up to the money while you sleepin’
flexin’ on a dummy ho
if it ain’t ’bout the money, i won’t pick up the phone
may i kick a lil’ somethin’ for the g’s
and take your n*gga only for the weekend
late night creepin’ and i’m cuffin’
i’on keep ’em, send your n*gga back home
i said may i kick a lil’ somethin’ for the g’s
and wake up to the money while you sleepin’
flexin’ on a dummy ho
if it ain’t ’bout the money, i won’t pick up the phone (period) (pick up the phone)

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