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Money Bag (Explicit) - Cardi B

Written by：Cardi B/J. White Did It/Cashmere Cat

Money bag money bag

Money bag b**ch I'm lookin' like a money bag

Money bag

Cardi

I do the Maybach on Monday Ferrari Friday

This is sweet p**sy Saturday that's just what Plies say

I said Bae it's a snack he said it's a entrée

With them pretty a** twins you look like Beyoncé

Lookin' like money bag money bag money bag uh

Money bag money bag money bag yeah

Money bag money bag money bag uh

Money bag money bag money bag

He can tell from the front I got a** behind me

And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway Skrrt

Lookin' like money bag money bag money bag uh

Money bag money bag money bag yeah

Money bag money bag money bag woo

Money bag money bag money bag

And my b**ches with me pretty too they look like bridesmaids

And they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways

He said I'm protein thick you look like a d**e fiend sis

He make sure he put Cardi down on his grocery list

Now why this b**ch tryna look on my Snap

I take your man and I won't give him back

I just walk into the booth and attack

I hit this grind the roof gon' collapse

I been broke my whole life I have no clue what to do with these racks

Wig be laid waist snatched a** fat straight facts

Got lips like Angelina Bentley truck tangerine uh

Tramps jumpin' on my dick that's why they call it trampoline uh

I do the Maybach on Monday Ferrari Friday

This is sweet p**sy Saturday that's just what Plies say

I said Bae it's a snack he said it's a entrée

With them pretty a** twins you look like Beyoncé

Lookin' like money bag money bag money bag uh

Money bag money bag money bag yeah

Money bag money bag money bag uh

Money bag money bag money bag

He can tell from the front I got a** behind me

And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

Lookin' like money bag money bag money bag uh

Money bag money bag money bag yeah

Money bag money bag money bag woo

Money bag money bag money bag

And my b**ches with me pretty too they look like bridesmaids

And they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways

These b**ches salty they sodium they jelly petroleum

Always talkin' in the background don't never come to the podium

Chef Cardi B I'm cookin' up I see you h**s at the stove again

While you h**s were sleepin' on me I made 40 bands by 4pm

They be taking shots miss miss X and O kiss kiss

Everythin' your n**ga want I'm like a walkin' wishlist

I don't understand what this hate is about

How you gon' suck yo' man dick with my name in yo' mouth

I do the Maybach on Monday Ferrari Friday

This is sweet p**sy Saturday that's just what Plies say

I said Bae it's a snack he said it's a entrée

With them pretty a** twins you look like Beyoncé