"Trophies" lyrics

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Look, look

Look, CC the baggage (Yes), Ricky the glasses (Yes)
I'm back in the mood, I'm back on they asses (Mm)
I'm teachin' them classes (Yeah), these bitches is fools
I cannot bust down no Cartier, that's a starter watch (Ah)
Hoes can't talk jewelry with me, ain't got the shit that my daughter got (Nope)
Gotta call me Bugatti Bardi, this shit look like an autobot
I do not call the cops, on all the opps (Blap)
This summer we pushin' up with the good bottles and the good watches
And we poppin' big shit, ain't none a hoe gon' do about it
Ooh, they ain't tell you you look busted, they some bad friends
I could pop up in the hood because I'm really tapped in
Whole career is down hill like the slopes in Aspen
Those numbers ain't addin' up, I mean the math ain't mathin'

Bad bitches need trophies (Rrr)
Hoes be real life losers
Bad bitches make shit happen
Hating hoes make excuses (Woo)
Very much paid, I'm very much it
Very much, bitch I do this (Woo)
Bad bitches make shit happen (Skrt)
Hating hoes make excuses
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I don't wanna hear excuses
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I don't wanna hear excuses (Ayy)
They don't give plaque, they don't perform
Bitches be real life floosers
Bad bitches make shit happen (Look)
Hating hoes make excuses

Look, these bitches shapped like turkeys, all my hoes got Birkins
Sticks and stones, we break bones, all my knocks whole thirties
I'm living and they Benz be suppin', I told on on a stack them cupids
I told 'em, ho, what happened? That's my fault they jack in
Bitches try to gas me straight but now I'm back with querosene
Bitches be ill, aged like milk, ooh, it's a dairy queen
They sharp with some coup and they look like a shoot
These bitches been out of shape, I mean you hoes really out twos

Like, huh? Like, what?
I don't wanna hear excuses
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I don't wanna hear excuses (Ayy)
New AP, my trophy
I told you hoes I do this
Bitches be real life loosers
Bad bitches make shit happen (Look)
Hating hoes make excuses

Look, bitches whack when Cardi is back, they taking place again
Bitches is safe, bitches got germes, I can not play with them
Shopping bag then back outside, I'm in they face again
They all lying, they talking crazy, nurse she escaped again
One, two, three, four, five, I'm the baddest bitch alive
Hop up out the whip, I get a bunch of oohs and aahs
I could make a nigga rich, I could get a nigga robbed
If it's beef, we got stakes, I could get your shit to Bob

Bad bitches need trophies (Rrr)
Hoes be real life losers
Bad bitches make shit happen
Hating hoes make excuses (Woo)
Very much paid, I'm very much it
Very much, bitch I do this (Woo)
Bad bitches make shit happen (Skrt)
Hating hoes make excuses
Like, huh? Like, what?
I don't wanna hear excuses (Woo)
Like, huh? Like, what?
I don't wanna hear excuses (Ayy)
They don't give plaque, they don't perform
Bitches be real life loosers
Bad bitches make shit happen (Look)
Hating hoes make excuses

Grrah
Here you go, Cardi motherfuckin' B, bitch
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Man, suck my dick