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cardi b - type shit كلمات الأغنية

(yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
it cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist (half a milli’)
but it ain’t cost me nothin’ for this bad b_tch (ain’t cost me nothin’, ho)
we the ones that break the stage (break), then get paid (pay)
came in the game, get yo’ stain, bet the opps know all our names (b_tch)
ain’t you entertained? (ho), i bossed her, now she plain (plain)
the struggle where we came (struggle), there’s smoke behind my game (smoke)

(soo, grrraah)
shots get to firin’, ’cause some n_ggas got to hittin’ (hittin’)
made ’em spin twice, ’cause i swear i thought he missed (go)
f_ck that smoke sh_t, i got ice on my wrist (ice)
still get my hands dirty, i’ll wash ’em till it’s drenched (soo, soo, soo)

look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
b_tch, it’s the rocket with all of these chains (b_tch, it’s the rocket)
she got a n_gga, but sh_t, she told me she doin’ her thang (sh_t, that’s cool)
where there’s a plug, well, none are more rockin’ right now on terrain
(where there’s a plug, oh)
this the type sh_t that’s out yo’ lane

type sh_t, type sh_t, this the type sh_t (let’s roll)
this the type sh_t that get yo b_tch hit (smash)
this the type sh_t that got you trendin’ (woo, trend)
this the type sh_t that get yo’ sh_t split (ooh)

i pour a pint and drink that sh_t in twenty minutes (drink, lean)
ever since i jumped up off the porch i been gettin’ it (get it)
thinkin’ bout them bags we had stashed in the kitchen (bags)
they said that society had turned me to a menace (f_ck society, f_ck ’em)

look, i say this the type sh_t, b_tches love to type sh_t
i pull up marine serre, you know, in some tight sh_t
my accountant think i’m g_y, all i do is buy sh_t
from the projects to the private jets, i’ve been a fly b_tch (mwah)
once hoes start doing bad, they need somethin’ they can blame it on
b_tches couldn’t be as hot as me in the summertime with a blanket on
b_tches really be puppets, i’m in the lamb_chop and i don’t play along (skrrt)
are you stupid, dumb, or slow? got these frames from ricky o
all these verses i done slayed, all these looks that i done gave
could have let these f_ck hoes drown, but i let them ride my wave
man, these hoes lookin’ real light and this ass lookin’ real heavy
feel like ‘yoncé with this birkin, but i’m rowland with this kelly (grrr)

calling shots (brr)
order the semi’s, then score on the opps (score)
scr_pe up the pennies before i was poppin’ (hey)
f_ck her, dismiss her, i’m that type of guy (get out of there)
upping my fire and i’m waving it (fire)
take off the top, i done gutted it (gutted it)
call me two harlet before i had busted it (before)
flex on you n_ggas, this sh_t gettin’ ugly (ugly)
i got a patek inside of the cullinan (ah)
i tell her suck on me, i tell her f_ck on me
keep it a buck with me, up in it, stuck with me (yes, sir)
if we get into it, you n_ggas gon’ duck for me (go)
n_ggas go buck for me, shoot up the club for me (shoot)
they want the recipe, body like nestlé
try get the best of me, but i ain’t going (no)
she like an athlete, n_gga, don’t threaten me
put out a hit, in two_months and he gone (hit)
put out the b_tch, she was here for too long (put out)
we don’t need a loan, the mob capone (mob)
i make an m with a blindfold (woo)
jump out the gym with some bows of the dope (hey)
them n_ggas spinnin’, they takin’ they souls (spin)
want a promotion, now he gettin’ blowed (blow)
n_ggas already know (you know)
set ain’t no ho, he gon’ come as a ghost

tay keith, f_ck these n_ggas up
mu_mu_mu_murda

- cardi b

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