Cardi B-WAP（DavidClarkson / Cardi B remix）歌詞

作詞 : Cardi B
作曲 : Cardi B
Whores in this house
There're some whores in this house
There're some whores in this house
There're some whores in this house (Hold up)
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet-ass *****, make that pullout game weak, woo (Ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you ****in' with some wet-ass *****
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass *****
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass *****
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this ***** 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 ***** 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)
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 nigga runnin' me (Pow, pow, pow)
Talk your shit, bite your lip (Yeah)
Ask for a car while you ride that **** (While you ride that ****)
You really ain't never gotta **** him for a thing (Yeah)
He already made his mind up 'fore he came (Ayy, ah)
Now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass ***** (Ah, ah, ah)
He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass ***** (Click, click, click)
Pay my tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass ***** (Mwah, mwah, mwah)
Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass ***** (Yeah, yeah)
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
***** 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
Your honor, I'm a freak *****, 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'
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 **** me and ask "Whose is it?"
When I ride the ****, I'ma spell my name, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you ****in' with some wet-ass *****
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass *****
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass *****
Now from the top, make it drop, that's some wet-ass *****
Now get a bucket and a mop, that's some wet-ass *****
I'm talkin' wap, wap, wap, that's some wet-ass *****
Macaroni in a pot, that's some wet-ass *****, huh
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house