paroles de chanson 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 would be a sex scene
Hoppin' out jacuzzi lookin' like a wet dream
Lookin' like a check, lookin' like the baddest bitch a nigga ever met
Ghetto goddess 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 Hennessy, just cosplayin' white women
Balenciaga boots, a bitch look nice in 'em
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

Everythin' about you bitches fake, I don't like that
Bitches hug you to feel where to put the knife at
Always been a hothead, now my heart ice packed
40 for this croc' Birk', now it's worth twice that

Drop-top down here, flyin' in the wind
Cartiers 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 everythin' I do, a hatin' bitch see it first
(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