Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion – Bongos (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Bongos (Radio Edit)

Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion

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"Bongos (Radio Edit)." - Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 05:40 pm

Album: Bongos: The Pack - EP

Track No: 06

Like a drum
This is fire
Baby, eat this peach and this plum
Plum
This body tight like a nun
Nun
Better chew it up like it's gum
Gum
Then wipe your mouth when you done
Okay
I'm hot like Nevada, bottles get popped, piñata
Said I look like money, you could print my face on a dollar
Like money, beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Okay
Five, four, three, two, one, lift off
Honey, I'm home, shoes gettin' kicked off
Uh
Every time I turn around, she gets pissed off
Ah-ha
Little dusty self go get a lint brush
Woo
You gon' settle down, you gon' live with him
What?
I don't even wanna post a pic with him
No
The bag he just bought me was a Goyard
Goyard
That ain't yo' mans, he is both ours
Body tight like a nun
Nun
Countin' hundreds up with my thumb
Thumb
I don't care where you from
From
Better beat this **** like a drum
Okurr
Don't be talkin' **** like you know me
Woo
I ride **** like a Pony
Girl, yo' boyfriend look like a brokey
Real hot girl ****
Go and talk to his homie, he a-
My body built like a stallion, all these wannabes my lil' ponies
They be camped out in the comments, always talkin' like they know me
Aye
Pretty girls in a black truck, packed in
Eat whoever in my way Ms. Pacman
Hermes, made a real big purchase
Purse so big, had to treat it like a person
I look good in real life
Show me real love, I don't care about them likes
'Bout them likes
Haters tryna say I ain't fine, oh, alright
They know I'm thick like I'm eatin' beans with the rice
Like lean over ice, got the real meat pies
I be spillin' like my booty in these jeans when they tight
And the way they watch me, need to be monetized
Ah
I'ma need a money bag if I sleep overnight
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Girls pop pills, but I'm the one they can't take
Hot girl ****, I'ma make somethin' shake
I know these stiff girls can't relate
Ah
Shoot ya shot like a free throw
Just know this kitty ain't free though
My BD is a Migo
Girl, your BD is a zero
My back shots sound like bongos
I ain't scared to admit, I'm a freak ****
At least I'm gettin' my money
Y'all be broke, **** took more turns than a key hole
It did
Like a bun
I'ma throw it back like it's Thursday
I got cake, I'm lit, it's my birthday
Ah
I don't once on my knees, girl, I dance on my toes
Big booty, it be eatin' up the thong
Gotta garage full of foreign cars that I never drove
Aye, couldn't school me with a student loan
So sexy, I could Met Gala in a robe
I could body every look and I could body every pose
Yes
Neck full of diamonds, yeah, I'm forever froze
Will Cardi ever fall off? Guess, we'll never know
Whoa
Beat it up
Real hot girl shit
La Cardi

Writer(s): Belcalis Almanzar, Breyan Isaac, Carlos Londoño, Chaniah Kelley, Donny Flores, James D. Steed, Jordan Thorpe & Megan Pete.

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