Triple-Q - It's just a burning WAP lyrics

{intro: cardi b & megan thee stallion} I said certified freak, seven days a week Wet-ass pussy, make that pullout game weak, woo (ah) {chorus: cardi b} Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, you fu*kin' 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 {verse 1: cardi b & megan thee stallion} Beat it up, ni**a, 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'll wear a disguise I want you to park that big mack 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 how i got this ring (ayy, ayy) {verse 2: megan thee stallion} Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (yeah) Quick, jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me (yeah) I tell him where to put it, never tell him where i'm 'bout to be (huh) I'll run down on him 'fore i have a ni**a runnin' me (pow, pow, pow) Talk your sh*t, bite your lip (yeah) Ask for a car while you ride that dick (while you ride that dick) You really ain't never gotta fu*k him for a thang (yeah) He already made his mind up 'fore he came (ayy, ah) Now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass pussy (ah, ah, ah) He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass pussy (click, click, click) Paid my tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass pussy (mwah, mwah, mwah) Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass pussy (yeah, yeah) {verse 3: cardi b & megan thee stallion} Look, i need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker Need a henny drinker, need a weed smoker Not a garter 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 (yeah, ah) I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo {verse 4: megan thee stallion} Your honor, i'm a freak b*tch, 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' (ah) 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 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 fu*k me and ask "whose is it?" When i ride the dick, i'ma spell my name, ah {bridge: al bowlly & cardi b} Heartaches, heartaches (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My loving you meant only heartaches (give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy) {chorus: cardi b} Now from the top, make it drop, that's some wet-ass pussy Now get a bucket and a mop, that's some wet-ass pussy I'm talkin' wap, wap, wap, that's some wet-ass pussy Macaroni in a pot, that's some wet-ass pussy, huh {outro: al bowlly} Heartaches, heartaches My loving you meant only heartaches Your kiss was such a sacred thing