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letra de cardi b wap ft. megan thee stallion & saweetie tap in - 2songbro

[intro: too $hort]
don’t ever stop if you want to be on top, b-tch

[chorus]
lil’ waist, fat ass, b-tch, tap in
tap, tap, tap in
diamonds dancin’ on your neck, n-gga, tap in
tap, tap, tap in
f-ck a n-gga, get rich, b-tch, tap in
tap, tap, tap in
m-o-b, icy gang, n-gga, tap in (hm)
tap, tap, tap in (ayy)

[verse 1]
wrist on glitter (ayy), waist on thinner (ayy)
i’ma show you how to bag a eight-figure n-gga (hoo)
face on zaddy (sheesh), pockets on jigga (hoo)
you better get the card and make it swipe like tinder (phew)
private villa and the fur chinchilla (ha)
when he post me, all the hoes get sicker (blah)
f-ckboy k!ller, i don’t need fillers (nope)
never been a lame so the real b-tches feel it (yeah)
daddy on the facetime, you could never take mine
end up on the dateline, uh, uh, uh (b-tch)
rich with no day job, b-tch, hit your wop, wop
always on the court side, uh-huh, huh
b-b-billionaire n-ggas wanna eat me out (hahaha)
b-tch, i’m from the west coast, they wanna go down south
all these lame ass n-ggas tryna f-ck for clout
hm, i won’t let him hit but he can put it in his mouth
[chorus]
lil’ waist, fat ass, b-tch, tap in
tap, tap, tap in
diamonds dancin’ on your neck, n-gga, tap in
tap, tap, tap in
f-ck a n-gga, get rich, b-tch, tap in
tap, tap, tap in
m-o-b, icy gang, n-gga, tap in (mhm, yeah)
tap, tap, tap in

[verse 2]
you got a itty-bitty waist (huh?), pretty in the face (what?)
never let a broke n-gga take you on a date (nah)
nah, haters can’t relate, b-tch, i’ve never been fake (girl, bye)
i got a real n-gga puttin’ icing on my cake (mwah)
icy from my lips to my fingers to my toenails
drippin’ in shanaenae, this ain’t goin’ on sale
all these hoes busy, baby, i do not do friends well
lotta n-ggas p-ssy, but i promised that i won’t tell
hmm, now, what’s my favorite word? (icy)
b-tch gon’ smile, but i know she don’t like me
two hundred for a verse, b-tch, i’m way too pricey
f-ck around and bring back hyphy

[cardi b – wap (ft. megan thee stallion) lyrics]

[intro: cardi b, al “t” mclaran & megan thee stallion]
wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house (hol’ up)
i said certified freak, seven days a week
wet-ass p-ssy, make that pullout game weak, woo (ah)

[chorus: cardi b]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f-ckin’ with some wet-ass p-ssy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass p-ssy
give me everything you got for this wet-ass p-ssy

[verse 1: cardi b & megan thee stallion]
beat it up, n-gga, catch a charge
extra large and extra hard
put this p-ssy right in your face
swipe your nose like a credit card
hop on top, i wanna ride
i do a kegel while it’s inside
spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
this p-ssy is wet, come take a dive
tie me up like i’m surprised
let’s roleplay, i’ll wear a disguise
i want you to park that big mack truck right in this little garage
make it cream, make me scream
out in public, make a scene
i don’t cook, i don’t clean
but let me tell you how i got this ring (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: megan thee stallion]
gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (yeah)
quick, jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me (yeah)
i tell him where to put it, never tell him where i’m ’bout to be (huh)
i’ll run down on him ‘fore i have a n-gga runnin’ me (pow, pow, pow)
talk your sh-t, bite your lip (yeah)
ask for a car while you ride that d-ck (while you ride that d-ck)
you really ain’t never gotta f-ck him for a thang (yeah)
he already made his mind up ‘fore he came (ayy, ah)
now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass p-ssy (ah, ah, ah)
he bought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass p-ssy (cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck)
paid my tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass p-ssy (mwah, mwah, mwah)
now make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass p-ssy (yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: cardi b & megan thee stallion]
look, i need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker
need a henny drinker, need a weed smoker
not a garter snake, i need a king cobra
with a hook in it, hope it lean over
he got some money, then that’s where i’m headed
p-ssy a1 just like his credit
he got a beard, well, i’m tryna wet it
i let him taste it, now he diabetic
i don’t wanna spit, i wanna gulp
i wanna gag, i wanna choke
i want you to touch that lil’ dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat
my head game is fire, punani dasani
it’s goin’ in dry and it’s comin’ out soggy
i ride on that thing like the cops is behind me (yeah, ah)
i spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo

[verse 4: megan thee stallion]
your honor, i’m a freak b-tch, handcuffs, leashes
switch my wig, make him feel like he cheatin’
put him on his knees, give him somethin’ to believe in
never lost a fight, but i’m lookin’ for a beatin’ (ah)
in the food chain, i’m the one that eat ya
if he ate my ass, he’s a bottom-feeder
big d stand for big demeanor
i could make ya bust before i ever meet ya
if it don’t hang, then he can’t bang
you can’t hurt my feelings, but i like pain
if he f-ck me and ask “whose is it?”
when i ride the d-ck, i’ma spell my name, ah

[chorus: cardi b]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f-ckin’ with some wet-ass p-ssy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass p-ssy
give me everything you got for this wet-ass p-ssy
now from the top, make it drop, that’s some wet-ass p-ssy
now get a bucket and a mop, that’s some wet-ass p-ssy
i’m talkin’ wap, wap, wap, that’s some wet-ass p-ssy
macaroni in a pot, that’s some wet-ass p-ssy, huh

[outro: al “t” mclaran]
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house

- 2songbro

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