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Official ‘Hot Shit’ Lyrics By Cardi B, Kanye West & Lil Durk


Official ‘Hot Shit’ Lyrics By Cardi B, Kanye West & Lil Durk

American rapper and songwriter, Belcalis Marlenis Almánzar, known professionally as Cardi B recently released a song titled  “Hot Shit” featuring Kanye West and Lil Durk. The song was produced by BanBwoi and Tay Keith. Here is the official lyrics to the song.

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Cardi B, Kanye West & Lil Durk – Hot Shit Lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B]
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
(Tay Keith)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nah, this that hot shit
Still might slide on a opp…

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
…this that hot
Jimmy Snuka off the top rope, superfly (Fly)
I get in the tub with all my ice, ooh, so hot (Hot)
Either way you said, the bottom line, I’m the top
New Chanel, I rock it, twist it, that ain’t even out yet
Brought that jewelry at the grocery store, I’m obnoxious
Bought a home and closed in on another, I know I’m blessed
Everybody wanna be gang, ain’t no spots left
Bad bitch, you can’t tеst, it wouldn’t be a contest
Woo, smokin’ dope, I’m connеcted
I don’t know what’s longer, man, my blocklist or my checklist
I don’t know what’s colder, man, my heart or my necklace
Pretty when I wake up, I’m a bad bitch at breakfast
Still might slide on a opp (It’s electric)
Hating didn’t work so they lied (So they lied)
These bitches lookin’ hurt and they fried (And they fried)
I know they would’ve listened if they died
Tell ’em “Move (Move), move”, new Chanel on my body, it’s a, ooh
I’m so poppin’ I don’t ever gotta get introduced (‘Truced)
One thing I never call up, you know it’s a truce (Truce)
Ain’t got a camp, way too petty for it to be used

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Oof (Oof), checks comin’ fast, I’m like swoosh (Swoosh)
Ooh (Ooh), get ’em to me straight, hundred proof (Proof)
I thought I killed you before, it must be déjà vu
It’s either that or catch a body, number two

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
This that Wocky use, this that drop location, drop an opp music (Man)
This ain’t for them bitches in the house, this shit for Glock use
Man, don’t talk down on trenches, bitches know to be a dick muse
This that pill talk, gotta bust his head, he put on opp music
Who said you gang? (Who?)
Who said you could come ’round this bitch and hang? (Who?)
And I fucked your babymomma momma and I ain’t say a thing (Woof)
They just came outside in 2020, pull up in that 21
I keep my side, switches for me and I’ma die for 21
I got plenty cars, I hit plenty stars and then again
I said it plenty times, I pay for bodies, I ain’t pay for none
You think I’m finna leave my bitch for you? Shit, you [?], too
I know that Von hitter, she pulled up on my block and Jimmy Choo
Shmurk

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Oof (Oof), checks comin’ fast, I’m like swoosh (Swoosh)
Ooh (Ooh), get ’em to me straight, hundred proof (Proof)
I thought I killed you before, it must be déjà vu
It’s either that or catch a body, number two

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Pinky swear, you ain’t scared when you heard Ye appear
I’ma hop up out the bushes, me and Pusha kill your man
I’m just sayin’ now I start to get used to the pain
‘Til one day I say “Fuck it, bring my masseuse on the plane”
Why you playin’? Reach in the gang, lose a hand
Where you stand?
“Where was Ye at? Where was them at
What he done now? Where he live at?”
Another headline, “Where your hat at?”
“Nigga, go home, where your kids at?”
They be on my nerve, they be on my nerve, mm-mm
When we lost Virg’, I was on the verge, mm-mm
I just hit the Louis store, had to splurge, mm-mm
We just made a silent movie with no words, mm
Guess who toppin’ now, uh, God got me now, uh
Guess who at Balenciaga, guess who shoppin’ now, uh
They can’t stop me now, uh, I been poppin’ out, uh
Cardi, where your sister at? I need Henny now, mm-mm
I flew in and out, hunnid-fifty-thou’ mm-mm
Now even when they shout, gotta shout me out
Show ahead, go ahead, mm-mm
Not even close, all of y’all is number two

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Oof (Oof), checks comin’ fast, I’m like swoosh (Swoosh)
Ooh (Ooh), give ’em to me straight, hundred proof (Proof)
I thought I killed you before, it must be déjà vu
It’s either that or catch a body, number two

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