Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion – WAP Lyrics Excerpt

Look, I need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker.

Need a Henny drinker, need a weed smoker.

Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra.

With a hook in it, hope it lean over. He got some money, then that's where I'm headed.

Pussy A1, just like his credit. He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it.

I let him taste it, now he diabetic. I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp.

I wanna gag, I wanna choke. I want you to touch that lil dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat.

My head game is fire, punani Dasani. It's goin' in dry and it's comin' out soggy.

I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me.

I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, ooh. Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, 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 lookin' for a beatin'.

In the food chain, I'm the one that eat ya.

If he ate my ass, he's a bottom-feeder. Big D stand for big demeanor.

I could make you 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 ask, "Whose is it?" When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name. Ah.

There's some hoes in this house. There's some hoes in this house. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

There's some hoes in this house. Yeah, you fuckin' with some wet-ass pussy.

There's some hoes in this house. Bring a bucket and a mop