Finesse lyrics by Bruno Mars Ft Cardi B (Remix)

[Cardi B:]
Drop top Porsche, Rollie on my wrist
Diamonds up and down my chain
Cardi B, straight stuntin', can't tell me nothin'
Bossed up and I changed the game (you see me)
It's my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook
My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked
I went from dollar bills, now we poppin' rubber
bands
Bruno sang to me while I do my money dance like
Aye, flexin' on the gram like (aye!)
Hit the Lil Jon, okay (okay), okay (okay)
Oh, yeah we drippin' in finesse, getting paid (ow!)
[Bruno Mars:]
Ooh, don't we look good together?
There's a reason why they watch all night long
Yeah, I know we'll turn heads forever
So tonight I'm gonna show you off
When I'm walkin' with you
I watch the whole room change
Baby, that's what you do
No my baby don't play
Blame it on my confidence
Oh, blame it on your measurements
Shut that shit down on sight
That's right
We out here drippin' in finesse
It don't make no sense
Out here drippin' in finesse
You know it, you know it
We out here drippin' in finesse
It don't make no sense
Out here drippin' in finesse
You know it, you know it
Now slow it down for me baby
'Cause I love the way it feels when we grind
Yeah, our connection's so magnetic on the floor
Nothing can stop us tonight
When I'm walkin' with you
I watch the whole room change
Baby, that's what you do
No my baby don't play
Blame it on my confidence
Oh, blame it on your measurements
Shut that shit down on sight
That's right
We out here drippin' in finesse
It don't make no sense
Out here drippin' in finesse
You know it, you know it
We out here drippin' in finesse
It don't make no sense
Out here drippin' in finesse
You know it, you know it
Fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine
Tell her she the one, she the one for life
Ladies grab your fellas and let's do this right
If you're on one like me in mind

[Cardi B:]
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
Don't it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
[Bruno Mars:]
Girl we got it goin' on
[Cardi B:]
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
Don't it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
[Bruno Mars:]
We out here drippin' in finesse
It don't make no sense
Out here drippin' in finesse
You know it, you know it
We out here drippin' in finesse
It don't make no sense
Out here drippin' in finesse
You know it, you know it
Fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine
Tell her she the one, she the one for life
Ladies grab your fellas and let's do this right
If you're on one like me in mind
[Cardi B:]
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
Don't it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
[Bruno Mars:]
Girl we got it goin' on
[Cardi B:]
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on
Don't it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on a

Bartier Cardi lyrics by Cardi B Ft 21 Savage

[Cardi B:]
Bardi in a 'Rari, diamonds all over my body
Shinin' all over my body
Put that bitch on Molly
Bardi
[21 Savage:]
Bitch on Molly
21, diamonds all over my body
Said, that bitch on Molly
Ask him if I'm 'bout it
[Cardi B (21 Savage):]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a 'Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin' all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain't gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)

[Cardi B:]
Who get this mothafucker started? (Cardi)
Who took your bitch out to party? (Cardi)
I took your bitch in the party (Cardi)
Who that be fly as a Martian? (Cardi)
Who that on fleek in the cut? (Cardi)
Who got the bricks in the truck? (Cardi)
Them diamonds gon' hit like a bitch on a bitch ass
bitch
Bitch, you a wannabe Cardi
Red bottom M.J. moonwalk on a bitch
Moonwalkin' through your clique
I'm moonwalkin' in the 6
Sticky with the kick, moonrocks in this bitch
I from the motherfuckin' Bronx (Bronx)
I keep the pump in the trunk (trunk)
Bitch if you bad then jump (jump)
Might lead your bitch in a slump
[Cardi B (21 Savage):]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a 'Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin' all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain't gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)
[21 Savage:]
Your bitch wanna party with a Savage (21)
Saint Laurent Savage in an Aston (yeah)
High end cars and fashion (21)
I don't eat pussy, I'm fastin' (on God)
I'm a Blood, my brother Crippin'
Bitch, I'm drippin', ho, you trippin'
Told the waitress I ain't tippin'
I like hot sauce on my chicken (on God)
I pulled the rubber off and I put hot sauce on her
titties (21)
I'm in a Bentley truck, she keep on suckin' like it's
tinted (21)
All these VVS', nigga, my sperm worth millions (on
God)
The bitch so bad I popped a Molly 'fore I hit it (21)
[Cardi B (21 Savage):]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a 'Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin' all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain't gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)
[Cardi B:]
Step in this bitch in Givenchy (cash)
Fuck up a check in Givenchy (cash)
Boss out the coupe and them inches
I fuck up a bag at the Fendi, I fuck up a bag in a
minute
Who you know drip like this?
Who you know built like this?
I'm poppin' shit like a dude
Pull up to pop at your crew
Brrrrrrrat, poppin' at you, woo
They say you basic
I flooded the Rollie with diamonds
I flooded the Patek and bracelet
I got your bitch and she naked
Ice on the cake, when I bake it
I'm switchin' lanes in the Range
Swap out the dick for the brain
Swap out your bitch for your main
Swap out the trap for the fame
Ice on them Carti B Cartier frames
[Cardi B (21 Savage):]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a 'Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin' all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain't gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi) a

Lick lyrics by Cardi B Ft OffSet

[Intro]
Yeah
Lookin'' like I caught a (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Cardi (Look at me)
Woah

[Hook]
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I''ve been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Lookin'' like I caught a lick

[Verse 1]
Look at me, look at me
They ain''t like me before, now they bookin'' me
The glow got bitches so shook at me
They like, "Chef Cardi B, what you cookin'' B?"
I say, "Bitches, got me on some new shit"
I swear niggas got me feelin'' ruthless
Too much mo''fuckers done doubted me
That''s why I had to just prove it
I remember walkin'' in the stores, I couldn''t buy nothin''
They look at me starin''
Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it
I don''t even think
Bank tellers asking for info
''Cause now my deposits on Kimbo
Told that bitch, "Gimme my money
Why the fuck you askin'' all this info?"


[Pre-Hook]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn''t luck up
Was grindin'' all night
Didn''t sleep ''til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I''m that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Hook]
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I''ve been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Lookin'' like I caught a lick

[Verse 2]
See me in my ''bach, now they all surprised
Now they call my phone, I just press decline
Not even six seconds, I don''t give ''em Vine
Tell ''em, "Fall back," all must recline
Bitches mad as fuck but I don''t give a fuck
Niggas can''t believe it, better soak it up
Lookin'' like I caught a lick, bitch
Your nigga got me on his wishlist
Thought I was makin'' no moves?
Thought I was gon'' be livin'' in Sues?
Thought I was makin'' no money?
You fuckin'' thought I was gon'' lose
Everythin'' I did, I swear I got paid
Been ''bout my money, that ain''t gon'' change
Bitch, you gon'' drown tryna ride on my wave
Corny ass bitches, I just can''t relate

[Pre-Hook]
Run up, get done up
Got shooters ready for a come up
Promise you I didn''t luck up
Was grindin'' all night
Didn''t sleep ''til the sun up
Now I got up on my shit
Walk around like I''m that bitch
Every nigga wanna hit

[Hook]
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Run up on me, you get hit
And all my bitches with the shits
Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Since Day 1, I''ve been that bitch
Got some hittas in my clique
Lookin'' like I caught a lick
Lookin'' like I caught a lick

[Outro]
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me a

Motor Sport lyrics by Migos Ft Cardi B & Nicki Minaj

[Intro: Quavo]

Yeah, skrrt
M-M-M-Murda

[Chorus: Quavo]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports
(skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork
(pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork,
yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court
(court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like
the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?) we didn’t take
the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama
tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get
serious (serious)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Face all your fears, then get at me
Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball, just so I can
flex
Take the air out the mall, walkin’ with the
sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey), now
she can’t go back
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah), just so I
can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey, walk in
with the sacks)
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo,
woo, E)
Girl, yeah, yeah
I wish my grandma could see me
(grandma)
Take away pain, ain’t easy (pain)
That’s why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas not cappin’ this season

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset
The coupe came imported (hey)
This season’s Off-White come in snorted
(white)
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being, I’m immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K, I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine, butter
(margarine)
And my ears got McDonald’s nuggets
(ayy)
Soon, as I land on the Lear (whew)
Piguets, they wet, tears (‘guets)
488, hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
I’m boujee, so, bitch, don’t get near
(boujee)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voila)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears
(skrrt)
It’s a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)


[Verse 3: Cardi B]
Ride the dick like a BMX
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
I love, when he go on tour
‘Cause he cums more, when I see him
less
I get upset off
I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I’m back, bitches
I don’t wanna hear I’m actin’ different
Same lips that be talkin’ ’bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin’
These hoes ain’t, what they say they are
And their pussy stank, they’re catfishin’
Same hoes, that was sendin’ shots
They reachin’ out like their back itchin’
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon’ do what from who?
That’s not a reliable source, no
So tell me, have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
I’m the trap Selena
Dame más gasolina (skrrt)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports
(skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork
(pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork,
yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court
(court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like
the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn’t take
the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama
tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get
serious (serious)

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should
watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to
mouth
You see them stats, you know what I am
about
I am the champ, I’m Iron Mike in a bout
Attention, I’ma need you to face front
You don’t want smoke with me, this is a
laced blunt
Rap’s Jackie Chan, we ain’t pullin’ them
fake stunts
My crown won’t fit on your bum ass lace
fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin’ a fade, shout out my
nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends’ll be dead, you can get
hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like
Lucy
Get you a straw nigga, you know this
pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made, now you
can’t get it at Saks though
I don’t work in no office, but they copyin’
and that’s facts though
I ain’t tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it
slaps, ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose
leaf when that strap blow
I’m with a courdi a