CARDI B – WAP Feat. Megan Thee
Whores in this house
( There’s some whores in this house )
( There’s some whores in this house )
( There’s some whores in this house )
I said,
certified freak
Seven days a week
Wet a** p****
Make that pull-out game weak,
woo
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah, you f****** with some wet a** p****
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet a** p****
Give me everything you got for this wet a** p****
Beat it up,
n****,
catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this p**** right in your face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top,
I wanna ride
I do a kegel while it’s inside
Spit in my mouth,
look in my eyes
This p**** is wet,
come take a dive
Tie me up like I’m surprised
Let’s role play,
I wear a disguise
I want you to
park
that
big
Mack
truck
Right in this little garage
Make it cream,
make me scream
Out in public,
make a scene
I don’t cook,
I don’t clean
But let me tell you how I got this ring
( ayy, ayy )
Gobble me,
swallow me,
drip down inside of me
Quick jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it,
never tell him where I’m ’bout to be
I run down on him
‘fore I have a n**** running me
Talk your s***,
bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that d***
( while you ride that d*** )
You really ain’t never gotta f*** him for a thang
He already made his mind up
‘fore he came
Now get your boots and your coat
For this wet a** p****
He bought a phone just for pictures
Of this wet a** p****
Pay my tuition just to kiss me
On this wet a** p****
Now make it rain if you wanna
See some wet a** p****
Look,
I need a hard hitter,
I need a deep stroker
I need a Henny drinker,
I need a weed smoker
Not a garden snake,
I need a king cobra
With a hook in it,
hope it lean over
He got some money,
then that’s where I’m headed
P**** A1,
just like his credit
He got a beard,
well,
I’m tryna wet it
I let him taste it,
now he diabetic
I don’t wanna spit,
I wanna gulp
I wanna gag,
I wanna choke
I want you to touch that little dangly dang
That swang in the back of my throat
My head game is fire,
punani Dasani
It’s going in dry and it’s coming out soggy
I ride on that thang like the cops is behind me
I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me,
woo
Your honor,
I’m a freak b****,
handcuffs,
leashes
Switch my wig,
make him feel like he cheating
Put him on his knees,
give him something to believe in
Never lost a fight,
but I’m looking for a beating
In the food chain,
I’m the one that eat ya
If he ate my a**,
he’s a bottom feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make you bust before I ever meet ya
If it don’t hang,
then he can’t bang
You can’t hurt my feelings,
but I like pain
If he f*** me and ask,
“Whose is it?”
When I ride the d***,
I’ma spell my name
Ah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
you f****** with some
wet a** p****
Bring a bucket and a mop for this
wet a** p****
Give me everything you got for this
wet a** p****
Now from the top,
make it drop
That’s some
wet a** p****
Now get a bucket and a mop
That’s some
wet a** p****
I’m talking
WAP,
WAP,
WAP
That’s some
wet a** p****
Macaroni in a pot
That’s some
wet a** p****,
uh
( There’s some whores in this house )
( There’s some whores in this house )
