Lyrics Bickenhead by Cardi B

[Intro]
Goes for all my nasty hoes, yeah
(Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright, alright)
From across the globe, woo (hol' up)
This goes for all my nasty hoes, yeah
(Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright, alright)
From across the globe, look, uh

[Verse 1]
Now, I said luxury apartments (wow), I'm young and I'm heartless (yeah)
There's a bitch that's in my vision, that bitch is a target (brrr)
Lawyer is a Jew, he gon' chew up all the charges
Don't matter if you **** with me, I get money regardless (cash)

[Chorus]
That guap, guap, get some chicken, guap, guap, get some bread
Guap, guap, get some chicken, guap, guap, get some bread
Bitch you pressed, you can flex
Get some money, ho, tell me why you stressed

[Verse 2]
Now I said hoes down, G's up (G's up)
You know how I'm rockin', but my watch is freezed up (ice)
I can't wait until they drop that Lamborghini truck (skrrt)
I'm careful where I park it, hoes will have it keyed up
Them bitches getting beat up
Slim waist, *** fat (fat), my shit is caked up
My bad bitch at the bake (yeah), without no makeup
This that collard greens, cornbread, neck bone, back fat
Get it from my mama and you don't know where your daddy at
Knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone (bone)
Put it on him, then your nigga never comin' home (home)
I'ma flex like a 'roid, I'm a ten, she a 'droid
Stupid ho, unimportant, unattractive, unemployed

[Chorus]
Get some guap, guap, get some chicken, guap, guap, get some bread
Guap, guap, get some chicken, guap, guap, get some bread
Bitch you pressed, you can flex
Get some money, ho, tell me why you stressed, uh
Guap, guap, get some chicken

[Refrain]
I need that cheese, shorty, show me where it's at (boy, please, whatever)
You play with me, I might pop up where you at (boy, please, whatever)
You make-believe, now with me it's only facts (boy, please, whatever)
Expensive weave, and my checks is worth some racks, uh

[Verse 3]
Yeah, pop that ***** like you ain't popped that ***** in a while
Pop that ***** like poppin' ***** is goin' out of style
Pop that ***** while you work, pop that ***** up at church
Pop that ***** on the pole, pop that ***** on the stove
Make that ***** slip and slide like you from the 305
Put your tongue out in the mirror, pop that ***** while you drive
Spread them asscheeks open, make that ***** crack a smile
Lock your legs 'round that nigga, make him give your *** a child (woo)
Gimme some neck, gimme a check
***** so good, make a nigga invest
Get a little spit, I'm gettin' it wet
I'll get it back up, just give me a sec'
Give him some vag', I'm gettin' a bag
Give him some ***, I'm gettin' some Raf
When I'm done I make him cum, but then he comin' off that cash

[Chorus]
Get you some guap, guap, get some chicken, guap, guap, get some bread
Guap, guap, get some chicken, guap, guap, get some bread
Bitch you pressed, you can flex
Get some money, ho, tell me why you stressed, uh
Guap, guap, get some chicken

[Refrain]
I need that cheese, shorty, show me where it's at (boy, please, whatever)
You play with me, I might pop up where you at (boy, please, whatever)
You make-believe, now with me it's only facts (boy, please, whatever)
Expensive weave, and my checks is worth some racks, uh

[Outro]
Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
 
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