Like What (Freestyle) Lyrics is the beautiful song sung by Cardi B presented by Cardi B VEVO label. The music for this captivating track Like What (Freestyle) has been given by Cardi B, with heartfelt lyrics penned by Missy Elliott, Cardi B & Timbaland.
Like What (Freestyle) Song Details:
Song: Like What (Freestyle)
Singer: Cardi B
Written By: Missy Elliott, Cardi B & Timbaland
Produced By: Cardi B
Music Label: Cardi B VEVO
Like What (Freestyle) Lyrics
Ayo, let me put some gas in this motherf*ckin' year, b!tch
I ain't really talkied my (sht) in a minute
Like who the f*ck these b!tches really think they talkin' to?
Like, b!tch, is you f*ckin' dumb?
Classy and a c*nt (And a c*nt)
Blocks and money gettin' spunt (Gettin' spunt)
Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)
Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want
If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, "Yes"
B!tch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God Bless)
Look, I ain't even got dressed
Any L that I took, come after YS
Oh, man (Oh, man)...
Baby, here we go again (Here we go again)
Pu$$y real fat, probably got a double chin
First, that b!tch hate me, then this b!tch hate me
And somehow, they link up and they become friends
Like, how?
B!tch, pipe down (Pipe down)
Moodboard, all y'all imitatin' my style (Mm)
Bad b!tch, red lips, let me show you
White toes, eatin' yellowtail out of Nobu
Anh... keep a hater obsessed
In my comment, havin' a d!ck suckin' contest (Contest)
I'm pressure, y'all pressed (Y'all pressed)
Y'all don't get addressed, y'all's gettin' outdressed, look
It's a look when I'm hoppin' out the B
Red wig hangin' down to my knees
It's your birthday, but they talking 'bout me ('Bout me)
Why you mad? Take a picture, say, "Cheese" (Cheese)
You dumb, you slow, you wildin' (You wildin')
Got your first pair of Ricks, now you stylin'? (You stylin')
Everything you got, I had five years before
I put it on the 'Gram 'fore it even hit the store, look
Classy and a c*nt
Blocks and money gettin' spunt (Gettin' spunt)
Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)
Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want (Uh-huh)
If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, "Yes" (Yes)
B!tch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)
Look, I ain't even got dressed
Any L that I took, come after YS
Oh, man...
I know y'all b!tches be horsin' (Horsin')
Lookin' this good is really exhaustin' (Exhaustin')
Diamonds hit, Stone Cold Steven Austin
Just got my lasered pu$$y smooth like a dolphin
Top notch b!tch get the most, not the lesser (Uh)
B!tches look big like third thrimester (Yes)
Every time I pose, these b!tches get stress-er
Y'all be puttin' on (sht), I don't never
B!tches be hatin' on the low, I peep it
If I say anything mean, I mean it
I ain't never lost no n*ga I needed
I'm rich, I ain't gettin' in no pool that's not heated
Big a$$ yacht and I'm havin' s*x on it
Her life so trash, think I put a hex on it
B*tches be laughin', like, ho, what's funny?
You braggin' on a n*gga that be dyin' to f*ck me
Classy and a c*nt
Blocks and money gettin' spunt (Gettin' spunt)
Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)
Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want (Uh-huh)
If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, "Yes" (Yes)
B!tch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)
Look, I ain't even got dressed
Any L that I took, come after YS
Oh, man...
Written by: Missy Elliott, Cardi B & Timbaland
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