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Press Lyrics By Cardi B

    monsta’s gon’ tear it up
    bardi
    woo yeah
    bitches be pressed woo
    bitches be pressed pressed
    woo yeah yeah woo

    bitches be pressed pressed
    they knew how i’m coming real bitch in the flesh woo
    who the fuck she gon’ check who
    she be talking that shit talkin’ out of her neck brr
    put blood on her dress woo
    bitches be mad when they see cardi step in the spot woah
    said that you ’bout it we know that you not
    i’ma pull up on bitches as soon as i drop
    bought a new foreign i might cop a yacht skrrt
    bitches in my business they tryna plot woo
    hoes poppin’ shit like they hot but they not no
    just flooded the wrist the patek the watch woah
    niggas be flexing we know what you got
    cardi done had got the game in a knot
    fuckin’ your nigga i got him on lock
    this go bang bang like i’m choppin’ them chops
    vvs chain i’m in love with the rocks woah
    you said you gon’ take it bitch you got me chopped woah
    they throwin’ shade ’cause they see me on top
    tell that bitch to pull up i’ma send you the drop

    press press press press press
    cardi don’t need more press
    kill ’em all put them hoes to rest
    walk in bulletproof vest
    please tell me who she gon’ check
    murder scene cardi made a mess
    pop up guess who bitch
    pop up guess who bitch

    ding dong
    must be that whip that i ordered
    and a new crib for my daughter
    you know a bad bitch gon’ spoil her
    got one in new york need one in georgia yeah
    new bentley truck cost a quarter quarter
    my money still long like weave woo
    pussy still wet like florida woo
    everyone drop on the floor
    she was talkin’ but not anymore no
    mac to your face like contour brr
    this chopper come straight from dior
    done with the talkin’ i’m open to violence
    ask anybody they know i’m about it
    hashtag whip that ho ass
    fuck around we gon’ start a new challenge woo
    i come in this bitch and i’m strapped up and ready
    ridin’ that dick like i’m cardi andretti
    fuck at your crib we don’t go to no ‘telly
    i sit on his face whenever i’m ready woo
    bitch i’m a freak like greek like greek
    got the biggest house on my street my street
    all you little hoes look cheap look cheap
    they suckin’ on my dick with no teeth

    press press press press press
    cardi don’t need more press
    kill ’em all put them hoes to rest
    walk in bulletproof vest
    please tell me who she gon’ check
    murder scene cardi made a mess
    pop up guess who bitch
    pop up guess who bitch

    press press press press
    press press press press
    press press press press
    pop up guess who bitch
    pop up guess who bitch

    Artist: Cardi B

    Year: 2019

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 314