WAP Lyrics by Cardi B ft. Megan Thee Stallion is latest English song with music also given by Ayo & Keyz. WAP song lyrics are written by Megan Thee Stallion & Cardi B.
WAP Song Detail
Singer: Cardi B, Megan Thee Stallion
Composer: Ayo & Keyz
Lyrics by: Megan Thee Stallion & Cardi B
WAP Cardi B
Hoes in this house
There’s some hoes in this house
There’s some hoes in this house
There’s some hoes in this house
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet-ass pussy, make that pullout game weak (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 wear a disguise
I want you to park that Big Mac 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, I got this ring
Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me
Quick jump out, before you let you get inside of me
I tell them where to put it never tell them where I’m ‘bout to be
I run down on him, before I let a nigga runnin’ me
Talk your shit, bite your lip
Ask for a call while you ride that dick
Really ain’t never gotta fuck him for a thing
He already made his mind up before he came
Now get your boots, hang your coat
Fuck this wet ass pussy
He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet ass pussy
Pay my tuition, just to kiss me on this wet ass pussy
Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet ass pussy
Look, I need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker
Need a Henny drinker, I need a weed smoker
Not a garter snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, I hope it lean over
He got some money, well that’s where I’m headed
Pussy A1, just like it’s credit
He got a beard, well I’m tryna wet it
[?] now he diabetic
I don’t wanna spit, I wanna
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that dingly thing that swing in the back of my throat
My head game the fire
Ya holler I’m a free bitch handcuff 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 looking for a beating
In the food chain I’m the one that eat ya
If he ate my ass he’s a bottom feeder
Big D stands 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 asks “Who’s is it?”
When I ride the dick I’mma spell the name