Songtexte Killin You Hoes - Cardi B

Look, look

God, thank you for me makin' me the baddest bitch alive
Cute lil' aura, I don't know, I'm just a vibe
All white toes lookin' like somebody's bride
Bunch of black trucks lookin' like somebody died

I say her whole name, I'll just be doin' charity
I'm nothin' like you bitches, we don't got no similarities
Fuck all you hos, lotta y'all is weird to me
Fuck niggas too, 'cause why y'all so embarrassin'? Ugh

Hos be shady anyway
She don't like me, but she would trade places any day
Are you dumb? Ass dumb, fat, face dumb, pretty
I never ever heard a nigga say he done with me

Come get up with me, baby, come get up with me
I think high key hos be in love with me
Life is a movie, mine will be a sex scene
Hoppin' out jacuzzi lookin' like a wet dream

Lookin' like a check, lookin' like the baddest bitches a nigga ever met
Ghetto goddness in the flesh
Fuck you, nigga, I could give a fuck less
Nonchalant bitch, make a nigga triple text
Been runnin' shit, still ain't outta breath
Flexin' on hos, nigga, I don't even stretch, look

I ain't come here to play, I'm killin' you hos
I go to work every day, I'm killin' you hos
Hopped out lookin' good, I'm killin' you hos
Let's just get this understood, I'm killin' you hos

Cute face, slim waist, I'm killin' you hos
Not a hair outta place, I'm killin' you hos
Bitch, make no mistake, I'm killin' you hos
I'll go to jail today, I'm killin' you hos

Look, look
I mean truthfully, what can these bitches even do with me?
Light on the makeup, heavy on the jewelry
Stay gettin' tricked on, pussy gettin' licked on
Hos always talkin' 'bout me, know I'ma live long
Say what you want, but you can't call me broke
Bitches swear they will, but I know these bitches won't

I hope my name turn into glass in they throat
When I put my hands on her, she gon' say it's unprovoked, look
But I'm just life livin' (yeah) I hear wine sippin' (uh-huh)
Me and Hennesy, just cosplayin' white women

Balenciaga boots, a bitch, look nice in them
Diamonds do the fuckin' Macarena when the lights hit 'em
Bitches can't spit, I guess they gotta swallow
Don't play with me, keep playin' with your nostrils

No respect for me, bitches wantin' less for me
It's too late, bitch, I'm a whole success story
Everything about you bitches fake, I don't like that
Bitches tell you to feel where to put the knife at

Always been a hothead, now my heart ice packed
40 for this Croc Berk, now it's worth twice that
Drop top down here, flyin' in the wind
Cardi-esque, flew off, I had to buy them shits again

This is for them days I used to opposite of win
I'm just good at gettin' up and then tryin' shit again
Man, I got this from the dirt
Tell all them hos that hatin' shit ain't gonna work

Don't like me but guarantee my name is in her search
Must got on notifications and alerts
'Cause everything I do, a hatin' bitch see it first
(A hatin' bitch see it first, look)

I ain't come here to play, I'm killin' you hos
I go to work every day, I'm killin' you hos
Hopped out lookin' good, I'm killin' you hos
Let's just get this understood, I'm killin' you hos

Cute face, slim waist, I'm killin' you hos
Not a hair outta place, I'm killin' you hos
Bitch, make no mistake, I'm killin' you hos
I'll go to jail today, I'm killin' you hos