Here Are the Lyrics to Cardi B's 'Money'

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Cardi B attends Power 105.1's Powerhouse 2018 at Prudential Center on Oct. 28, 2018 in Newark, N.J. 

Last week, Cardi B released "Money," her first solo single since her debut album Invasion of Privacy earlier this year. The track was released a few days earlier than Cardi had previously announced, much to fans' surprise. Cardi teamed up for a third time with "Bodak Yellow" producer J.White for this track, with another pounding bass line and simple-but-catchy piano punches.

She also gives a shout-out to her baby daughter, Kulture, in the lines, "I like morning sex/ But nothing in this world/ That I like more than Kulture."

Check out the full lyrics and official audio below:

Look, my bitches all bad, my n---as all real

I ride on his dick, in some big tall heels

Big fat checks, big large bills

Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels

Cold ass bitch, I give broads chills

Ten different looks and my looks all kill

I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills

He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo!)

 

I was born to flex (Yes)

Diamonds on my neck

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)

But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)

All I really wanna see is the (Money)

I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)

All a bad bitch need is the (Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)

Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)

Shake a little ass (Money)

You get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)

Get a little cash (Money)

You shake it real fast, you get a little more (Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)

Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)

 

I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit

I need room for my legs

I got a baby, I need some money, yeah

I need cheese for my egg

All y'all bitches in trouble

Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle

I heard that Cardi went pop

Yeah, I did go pop (Pop)

That's me bustin' they bubble

I'm Dasani with the drip

Baby mommy with the clip

Walk out Follie's with a bitch

Bring a thottie to the whip

Is she fine or she thick, goddamn

Walkin' past the mirror, ooh

Damn, I'm fine (Fine)

Let a bitch try me, boom

Hammer time, uh

 

I was born to flex (Yes)

Diamonds on my neck

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)

But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)

All I really wanna see is the (Money)

I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)

All a bad bitch need is the (Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)

Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)

Shake a little ass (Money)

You get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)

Get a little cash (Money)

You shake it real fast, you get a little more (Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)

Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)

 

Bitch, I will pop at your pops (Your pops)

Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)

You know who popped the most shit? (Who?)

The people whose shit not together (Okay)

You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)

All my pajamas is leather (Uh)

Bitch, I will black on your ass

Wakanda forever

Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun

Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some

Cardi at the tip-top, bitch

Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh)

Jump it down, back it up (Ooh, ayy)

Make that n---a put down 2K

I like my n---as dark like D'USSÉ

He gonna eat this ass like soup (Ayy)

 

I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex

But nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture

All I really wanna see is the (Money)

I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)

All a bad bitch need is the

K, K, C (Woo!)

 

(Money)

Money

(Money)

(Money)

(Money)

(Money)

(Money)

(Money)