Surprise Me Again With Kiss on My Neck Lyrics
Last calendar week, Cardi B released "Money," her first solo unmarried since her debut albumInvasion of Privacy earlier this year. The runway was released a few days earlier than Cardi had previously announced, much to fans' surprise. Cardi teamed up for a 3rd fourth dimension with "Bodak Yellow" producer J.White for this rails, with another pounding bass line and simple-merely-tricky piano punches.
She besides gives a shout-out to her baby daughter, Kulture, in the lines, "I like morning sex/ But cypher in this earth/ That I like more than Kulture."
Cheque out the full lyrics and official audio below:
Look, my bitches all bad, my n—equally all real
I ride on his dick, in some big tall heels
Big fat checks, big large bills
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Common cold ass bitch, I give broads chills
X different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
He swallow in the machine, that's meals on wheels (Woo!)
I was born to flex (Aye)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)
But zippo in this globe that I similar more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna see is the (Coin)
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bear upon me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake a little ass (Money)
You get a little bag and have it to the shop (Store, money)
Get a little greenbacks (Money)
Yous shake it real fast, you lot become a little more (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)
I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
I got a baby, I demand some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y'all bitches in problem
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did become pop (Pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
I'thou Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the prune
Walk out Follie'southward with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
Is she fine or she thick, goddamn
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'k fine (Fine)
Let a bowwow effort me, boom
Hammer time, uh
I was born to flex (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna meet is the (Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Milkshake a little ass (Money)
You go a piffling handbag and take it to the shop (Store, money)
Go a little greenbacks (Money)
You lot shake information technology existent fast, you get a footling more (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Affect me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Bitch, I volition popular at your pops (Your pops)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)
You know who popped the near shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit not together (Okay)
Y'all'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
Bitch, I will blackness on your ass
Wakanda forever
Sweetness similar a honey bun, spit similar a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come up go your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Buss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh)
Jump it down, back it upwards (Ooh, ayy)
Brand that n—a put downward 2K
I like my n—every bit dark similar D'USSÉ
He gonna eat this ass similar soup (Ayy)
I was built-in to flex, diamonds on my cervix
I like boardin' jets, I similar mornin' sex
But aught in this earth that I like more than Kulture
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (Coin)
All a bad bitch need is the
M, K, C (Woo!)
(Money)
Money
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Source: https://www.billboard.com/music/lyrics/cardi-b-money-lyrics-8482989/
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