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Cardi B - Up Lyrics

Up, up, up, up, up, look
Once upon a time man, I heard that I was ugly
Came from a bitch who nigga wanna fuck on me
I said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewellery on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night
Hit him with that good good
Make a nigga act right
Broke boys don’t deserve no pussy
(I know that’s right!)
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked
It’s big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck huh
Up, then it’s up, if it’s up, then it’s stuck
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck huh
I could make the party hot, I could make ya body rock
Bitches say they fuckin' with me, chances are they probably not
If I had a dick, you'd probably lick it like a lollipop
Hoes speaking cap-eneese, hit her with karate chop
I’m forever poppin' shit, pullin' up and droppin' shit
Gotta argue with him 'cause a nigga love a toxic bitch
Niggas out here playin', gotta make 'em understand
If it ain’t no ring on my finger, you ain’t goin' on my 'Gram
Said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewellery on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night
Hit him with that good good
Make a nigga act right
Broke boys don’t deserve no pussy
(I know that’s right!)
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked
It’s big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck huh
Up, then it’s up, if it’s up, then it’s stuck
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck, bitch
Bitches ain’t fucking with me now and I can see why
Dirty ass, dusty ass bitch, you got pink eye
Bitches want smoke until I bring it to the doorstep
Tell that bitch back back, breath smell like horse sex
Put it on him now, he will never be the same
Tatted on my ass 'cause I really like the pain
He nutted on my butt, I said: I’m glad that you came
If that nigga had a twin, I would let 'em run a train
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked
It’s big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck, aye
Up then it’s up, if it’s up, then it’s stuck
If it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck
Gotta play it safe
No face, no case