Cardi B – Bodak Yellow Lyrics

Bodak Yellow

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"Bodak Yellow." - Cardi B

Monday, 19 October 2026, 05:19 am

Album: Invasion of Privacy

Track No: 04

Said, "Little bitch, you can't fuck with me
If you wanted to"
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get 'em both
I don't wanna choose
And I'm quick, cut a **** off
So don't get comfortable
Look (Woo)
I don't dance now
I make money moves (Aye, aye)
Say I don't gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you, and I don't speak
That means I don't fuck with you
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch
I make bloody moves
Now she say, "She gon' do what to who?"
Let's find out and see, Cardi B
You know where I'm at, you know where I be (Woo, woo)
You in the club just to party
I'm there, I get paid a fee
I be in and out them banks so much
I know they're tired of me (Woo)
Honestly, don't give a fuck
'Bout who ain't fond of me (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Dropped two mixtapes in six months
What bitch workin' as hard as me?
I don't bother with these hoes
Don't let these hoes bother me
They see pictures, they say, "Goals"
Bitch, I'm who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some BAPE (Woo)
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
My pussy feel like a lake
He wanna swim with his face
I'm like, "Okay"
I let him get what he want
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
And a new whip
When I go fast as a horse
I got the trunk in the front
I'm the hottest in the street
Know you prolly heard of me
Got a bag and fixed my teeth
Hope you hoes know it ain't cheap
And I pay my mama bills
I ain't got no time to chill
Think these hoes be mad at me
They baby father want a feel (Woo, woo)
Said, "Little bitch, you can't fuck with me
If you wanted to"
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get 'em both
I don't wanna choose
And I'm quick, cut a **** off
So don't get comfortable
Look (Woo)
I don't dance now
I make money moves (Aye, aye)
Say I don't gotta dance
I make money move (Woo)
If I see you, and I don't speak
That means I don't fuck with you
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch
I make bloody moves
If you a pussy, you get popped
You a groupie, you a opp
Don't you come around my way
You can't hang around my block
And I just checked my accounts
Turns out, I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich
I put my hand above my hip
I bet you dip, he dip, she dip (Rrrah)
I say, I get the money and go
This shit is hot like a stove (Woo)
My pussy glitter as gold
Tell that lil' bitch play her role
I just arrove in a Rolls (Woo)
I just came up in a Wraith
I need to fill up the tank
No, I need to fill up the safe
I need to let all these hoes know
That none of they **** is safe
I go to dinner and steak
Only the real can relate
I used to live in the P's
Now it's a crib with a gate
Rollie got charms, they're like Frosted Flakes
Had to let these bitches know
Just in case these hoes forgot
I just run and check the mail
Another check from Mona Scott
Said, "Little bitch, you can't fuck with me
If you wanted to"
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get 'em both
I don't wanna choose
And I'm quick, cut a **** off
So don't get comfortable
Look (Woo)
I don't dance now
I make money moves (Aye, aye)
Say I don't gotta dance
I make money move (Woo)
If I see you, and I don't speak
That means I don't fuck with you
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch
I make bloody moves

Writer(s): Anthony Germaine White, Belcalis Almanzar, Dieuson Octave, Jordan Thorpe, Klenord Raphael & Laquan Green.

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