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hot shit (cardi b version) - cardi b lyrics

[intro]
(tay keith, this too hard, tay keith, this too hard)
(tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
(tay keith)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
now this that hot sh*t
jimmy snuka off the top rope, superfly sh*t (fly)
might get in the tub with all my ice on some ‘pac sh*t (hot)
either way you slice it, bottom line, i’m the top b*tch
new chanel, i rock it, twist it, that ain’t even out yet
all this jewelry at the grocery store, i’m obnoxious
bought a home and closin’ on another, i know i’m blessed
everybody wanna be gang, ain’t no spots left
bad b*tch contеst, it wouldn’t be a contest
ooh, smokin’ dope, i’m connеcted
i don’t know what’s longer, man, my blocklist or my checklist
i don’t know what’s colder, man, my heart or my necklace
pretty when i wake up, i’m a bad b*tch at breakfast
still might slide on a opp (it’s electric)
hatin’ didn’t work so they lied (so they lied)
these b*tches lookin’ hurt and they fried (and they fried)
i know they wouldn’t miss ’em if they died
tell ’em, “move, move, move”
new chanel on my body, it’s a boost
i’m so poppin’, i don’t ever gotta get introduced (‘duced)
one thing i never call a b*tch for is a truce (truce)
brand new chopper, can’t wait to put that b*tch to use (use)
[chorus]
oof (oof)
checks comin’ fast, i’m like swoosh (swoosh)
ooh (ooh)
give ’em to me straight, hundred proof (proof)
i thought i k!lled you hoes before, it must be déjà vu
it’s either that or i’m catchin’ body number two

[verse 2]
rap sh*t got boring, they been asking for me (hm)
mami, motor, model, mo’, now back to money (hm)
shooters know it ain’t no [?], they tagging for me (wap, wap)
i get real hilarious when hoes be acting funny (hm)
fresh out the runway with that motherf*cking garment
i could smoke that uh, smoke the model with the [?]
new bag is a telfar, calling in this [five?] star, i dress like it’s the met ball
i said i had that wap, who got offended? summer drop, b*tch
only ho i listen to is me and my conscious
new bag got some records on you, ooh, that’s the austridge
thought i was the victim, i’m the k!ller, it’s a plot twist, b*tch (brra)

[refrain]
this that motherf*cking hot sh*t
jimmy snuka off the top rope, superfly sh*t
might get in the tub with all my ice on some ‘pac sh*t
bad b*tch contest, it wouldn’t be a contest, woo
[bridge]
this that motherf*cking hot sh*t, yeah
this that motherf*cking hot sh*t, yeah
b*tch is bad and i’m a bop b*tch
yeah, yeah
f*ck her in dubai sh*t

[chorus]
oof (oof)
checks comin’ fast, i’m like swoosh (swoosh)
ooh (ooh)
give ’em to me straight, hundred proof (proof)
i thought i k!lled you hoes before, it must be déjà vu
it’s either that or i’m catchin’ body number two

- cardi b lyrics

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