Honey I’m Home Shoes Getting Kicked Off Lyrics

Honey I’m Home Shoes Getting Kicked Off Lyrics is Sung by Cardi B. Honey I’m Home Shoes Getting Kicked Off Lyrics is written by Cardi B.

Song Details

Song Title Bongos Lyrics
Singer Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion
Album Bongos
Songwriter Cardi B
Music Label Cardi B

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Honey I’m Home Shoes Getting Kicked Off Lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B]
Bong, bong, bong, bong (We good?)
Bong, bong, bong, bong (Like a drum)
Bong, bong, bong, bong (This is fire)
Bong, bong, bong-bong-bong-bong

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Nigga, eat this ass like a plum (Plum)
This pussy tight like a nun (Nun)
Better chew it up like it’s gum (Gum)
Then wipe your mouth when you done, mm (Okay)
I’m hot like Nevada
Pussy get popped, piñata
Bitch, I look like money (Like money)
You could print my face on a dollar

[Refrain: Cardi B]
Beat it up (Bong-bong-bong-bong)
Beat it up (Bong-bong-bong-bong)
Beat it up (Bong-bong-bong-bong)
Beat it up (Bong), okay

[Verse 2: Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion]
Five, four, three, two, one, lift off (Hey)
Honey, I’m home, shoes gettin’ kicked off (Uh)
Every time I turn around, a bitch pissed off (Ah-ha)
Little dusty-ass hoes need a lint brush (Woo)
You gon’ settle down, you gon’ livе with him (What?)
I don’t even wanna post a pic with him (No)
The bag hе just bought me was a Goyard (Goyard)
That ain’t your nigga, he is both ours
Pussy tight like a nun (Nun)
Countin’ hundreds up with my thumb (Thumb)
I don’t care where you from (From)
Better beat this shit like a drum (Okurrr)
Don’t be talkin’ shit like you know me (Woo)
I ride dick like a pony
Girl, that nigga look like a brokey (Real hot-girl shit)
Go and fuck with his homie, he a (Ah)
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[Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion]
This ass sit like the stallion
All these wannabes my lil’ ponies
These hoes camped out in the comments
Always talkin’ like they know me (Ayy)
Thick bitches in the black truck, packed in
Eat whoever in my way, Ms. Pacman
Hermès, made a real big purchase
Purse so big, had to treat it like a person
Bad bitch (Bad bitch) in real life (In real life)
Show me real love (Yeah, yeah), give a fuck about them likes (‘Bout them likes)
Bitch tryna say I ain’t fine, oh, aight
They know I’m thick like I’m eatin’ beans with the rice
Like lean over ice, got the real meat pies (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be spillin’ like my ass out these jeans when they tight (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the way they watch me, need to be monetized (Ah)
I’ma need a money bag if I sleep overnight
Wait, wait (Hold up), wait, wait (Hold up), wait
Hoes pop pills, but I’m the one they can’t take (Yeah)
Hot-girl shit, I’ma make somethin’ shake (Brrt)
I know these stiff hoes can’t relate (Ah)

[Verse 4: Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion]
Shoot your shot like a free throw
Just know this pussy ain’t free, though
My BD is a Migo
Bitch, your BD is a zero
My back shots sound like bongos
I ain’t scared to admit I’m a freak ho (Ah)
At least I’m gettin’ my money (Yeah)
Y’all hoes broke, pussy took more turns than a key hole
[Interlude: Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion]
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

[Verse 5: Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion]
Look, I don’t ride it on my knees, bitch, I ride it on my toes (Uh)
Big fat ass, it be eatin’ up the thong
Got a garage full of foreign cars that I never drove (Yeah)
A bitch couldn’t school me with a student loan
So sexy, I could Met Gala in a robe (Yup)
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? Bitch, we’ll never know, woo

[Outro: Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion]
Beat it up
Wait
Bitch, I’m hot like Nevada
Pussy get popped, piñata (Bop)
Lookin’ like money (Cold)
You could print my face on a dollar (Okurrr)
This pussy Dominicana
This pussy Americana, ayy
Si tú quiere’ que te toma, toma
Bought a couple cribs on my own, I’m a owner (Woo)
Beat it up
Real hot-girl shit
La Cardi (Ah)

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