Best hard lyrics by Cardi b

 As of my last update in January 2022, Cardi B is known for her energetic and bold rap style. Here are some of her notable hard-hitting rap songs, but note that this list might not reflect any new releases after 2022:


1. "Bodak Yellow"


It's Cardi
AyySaid I'm the shit, couldn't fuck with me if they wanted toI don't gotta dance
Said little bitch, you can't fuck with me If you wanted toThese expensive, these is red bottomsThese is bloody shoesHit the store, I can get 'em bothI don't wanna chooseAnd I'm quick, cut a nigga offSo don't get comfortableLook, I don't dance nowI make money moves (ayy, ayy)Say I don't gotta danceI make money moveIf I see you and I don't speakThat means I don't fuck with youI'm a boss, you a worker, bitchI make bloody moves
Now she says she gon' do what to who?Let's find out and see, Cardi BYou know where I'm atYou know where I beYou in the club just to partyI'm there, I get paid a feeI be in and out them banks so muchI know they're tired of meHonestly, don't give a fuck'Bout who ain't fond of meDropped two mixtapes in six monthsWhat bitch working as hard as me?I don't bother with these hoesDon't let these hoes bother meThey see pictures, they say, "Goals"Bitch, I'm who they tryna beLook, I might just chill in some BapeI might just chill with your booI might just feel on your babeMy pussy feel like a lakeHe wanna swim with his faceI'm like, "Okay"I'll let him do what he wantHe buy me Yves Saint LaurentAnd the new whipWhen I go fast as a horseI got the trunk in the frontI'm the hottest in the streetKnow you prolly heard of meGot a bag and fixed my teethHope you hoes know it ain't cheapAnd I pay my mama billsI ain't got no time to chillThink these hoes be mad at meTheir baby father run a bill
Said little bitch, you can't fuck with meIf you wanted toThese expensive, these is red bottomsThese is bloody shoesHit the store, I can get 'em bothI don't wanna chooseAnd I'm quick, cut a nigga offSo don't get comfortableLook, I don't dance nowI make money moves (ayy, ayy)Say I don't gotta danceI make money moveIf I see you and I don't speakThat means I don't fuck with youI'm a boss, you a worker, bitchI make bloody moves
If you a pussy you get poppedYou a goofy, you a oppDon't you come around my wayYou can't hang around my blockAnd I just checked my accountsTurns out, I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm richI put my hand above my hipI bet, you dip, he dip, she dipI say, I get the money and goThis shit is hot like a stoveMy pussy glitter as goldTell that lil' bitch play her roleI just arrove in a RollsI just came up in a WraithI need to fill up the tankNo, I need to fill up the safeI need to let all these hoes knowThat none of they niggas is safeI go to dinner and steakOnly the real can relateI used to live in the P'sNow it's a crib with a GateRollie got charms, look like Frosted FlakesHad to let these bitches knowJust in case these hoes forgotI just run and check the mailAnother check from Mona Scott
Said little bitch, you can't fuck with meIf you wanted toThese expensive, these is red bottomsThese is bloody shoesHit the store, I can get 'em bothI don't wanna chooseAnd I'm quick, cut a nigga offDon't get comfortableLook, I don't dance nowI make money moves (ayy, ayy)Say I don't gotta danceI make money moveIf I see you and I don't speakThat means I don't fuck with youI'm a boss, you a worker bitchI make bloody moves (bloody moves)

2. "Money Bag"

Lyrics


Money bag, money bagMoney bag, bitch, I'm lookin' like a money bagMoney bagCardi
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari FridayThis is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies sayI said "Bae, it's a snack, " he said it's a entréeWith them pretty ass twins, you look like BeyoncéLookin' 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 ass behind meAnd 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 bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaidsAnd they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways
He said I'm protein thick, you look like a dope fiend, sisHe make sure he put Cardi down on his grocery listNow why this bitch tryna look on my Snap?I take your man and I won't give him backI just walk into the booth and attackI hit this grind, the roof gon' collapseI been broke my whole life, I have no clue what to do with these racksWig be laid, waist snatched, ass fat, straight factsGot lips like Angelina, Bentley truck tangerine, uhTramps jumpin' on my dick, that's why they call it trampoline, uh
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari FridayThis is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies sayI said "Bae, it's a snack, " he said it's a entréeWith them pretty ass twins, you look like BeyoncéLookin' 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 ass behind meAnd I park my Bentley truck on my Versace drivewayLookin' 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 bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaidsAnd they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways
These bitches salty, they sodium, they jelly, petroleumAlways talkin' in the background, don't never come to the podiumChef Cardi B, I'm cookin' up, I see you hoes at the stove againWhile you hoes were sleepin' on me, I made 40 bands by 4PMThey be taking shots, miss miss, X and O, kiss kissEverythin' your nigga want, I'm like a walkin' wishlistI don't understand what this hate is aboutHow you gon' suck yo' man dick with my name in yo' mouth?
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari FridayThis is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies sayI said "Bae, it's a snack, " he said it's a entréeWith them pretty ass twins, you look like BeyoncéLookin' 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 ass behind meAnd I park my Bentley truck on my Versace drivewayLookin' 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 bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaidsAnd they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways

3. "Drip" (featuring Migos)

4. "Press"

5. "Foreva"

6. "Get Up 10"

7. "Bickenhead"

8. "On Fleek"

9. "Red Barz"

10. "Dinero" (with DJ Khaled and Jennifer Lopez)



Please check for any new releases or rankings since my last update for the most current information.

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