Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion

Songtekst

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 (Hol' up)
Seven days a week
Wet-ass pussy
Make that pullout game weak, woo (Ah)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fuckin'
With some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop
For this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got
For this wet-ass pussy

Beat it up, nigga
Catch a charge
Extra large
And extra hard
Put this pussy
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 pussy is wet
Come take a dive
Tie me up
Like I'm surprised
Let's roleplay
I'll 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 (Ay, ay)

Gobble me, swallow me
Drip down the side of me (Yeah)
Quick, jump out
Fore you let it get inside of me (Yeah)
I tell him where to put it
Never tell him where I'm 'bout to be (Huh)
I'll run down on him
Fore I have a nigga runnin' me (Pow, pow, pow)
Talk your shit
Bite your lip (Yeah)
Ask for a car
While you ride that dick (While you ride that dick)
You really ain't never gotta fuck him
For a thang (Yeah)
He already made his mind up
Fore he came (Ay, ah)

Now get your boots and your coat
For this wet-ass pussy (Ah, ah, ah)
He bought a phone just for pictures
Of this wet-ass pussy (Click, click, click)
Pay my tuition just to kiss me
On this wet-ass pussy (Mwah, mwah, mwah)
Now make it rain if you wanna see
Some wet-ass pussy (Yeah, yeah)

Look, I need a hard hitter
Need a deep stroker
Need a Henny drinker
Need a weed smoker
Not a garter 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
Pussy 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 lil' dangly thing
That swing in the back of my throat
My head game is fire
Punani Dasani
It's goin' in dry
And it's comin' out soggy
I ride on that thing (Yeah)
Like the cops is behind me (Ah)
I spit on his mic
And now he tryna sign me, woo

Your honor, I'm a freak bitch
Handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig
Make him feel like he cheatin'
Put him on his knees
Give him somethin' to believe in
Never lost a fight
But I'm lookin' for a beatin' (Ah)
In the food chain
I'm the one that eat ya
If he ate my ass
He's a bottom-feeder
Big D
Stand for big demeanor
I could make ya 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 fuck me
And ask: Whose is it
When I ride the dick
I'ma spell my name, ah

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fuckin'
With some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop
For this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got
For this wet-ass pussy

Now from the top, make it drop
That's some wet-ass pussy
Now get a bucket and a mop
That's some wet-ass pussy
I'm talkin' wap, wap, wap
That's some wet-ass pussy
Macaroni in a pot
That's some wet-ass pussy, huh

There's some 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
There's some 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
There's some 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