Cardi Up - rip 2020

Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save My heart says, "Go go, have a good time" Saturday night babe and I'm feelin' fine I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up And ball tonight Well, I found me a baby and I won't be late Scooch on over feel my hair in it Shakin' on down by the social hall When just I'm jumpin' on I'll have a ball I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up And ball tonight Gone by the tail and I'll be flying high Won't go down on the awful skydive But not okay if I flame my toe 'Cause I'm gonna be one happy soul I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up And ball tonight Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save My heart says "Go go, have a good time" Saturday night babe and I'm feelin' fine I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up I'm gonna shape it up I'm gonna rit it up And ball tonight

Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid Fool about my money, don't try to save My heart say "go, go have a time" 'Cause it's Saturday night, baby, I'm feelin' fine I'm gonna rock it up Woo! Gonna rip it up Gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up We're gonna rock it up and a-ball tonight Got me a date and I won't be late Pick me up in his '88 Shag on down to the union hall When the joint starts jumpin', I'll have a ball I'm gonna rock it up Gonna rip it up Gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up We're gonna rock it up and a-ball tonight Along about ten, I'll be flyin' high Walk on out into the sky I don't care if I spend my dough 'Cause tonight, I'm gonna be one happy soul I'm gonna rock it up Woo! Gonna rip it up Gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up We're gonna rock it up and a-ball tonight Well it's Saturday night and I just got paid Fool about my money, don't try to save My heart say "go, go have a time" 'Cause it's Saturday night, baby, I'm feelin' fine I'm gonna rock it up Woo! Gonna rip it up Gonna shake it up Yeah, ball it up We're gonna rock it up and a-ball tonight Gonna rock it up Woo, woo! Rip it up Gonna shake it up Yeah, ball it up

When I first saw you Something stirred within me You were standing sultry in the rain If I could've held you I would've held you Rip it up and start again Rip it up and start again Rip it up and start again I hope to God, you're not as dumb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And I hope to God, I'm not as numb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And when I next saw you My heart reached out for you My arms stuck like glue to my sides If I could've held you, I would've held you But I'd choke rather than swallow my pride Rip it up and start again Rip it up and start again I hope to God, you're not as dumb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And I hope to God, I'm not as numb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And there were times I'd take my pen And feel obliged to start again I do profess that there are things in life That one can't quite express You know me, I'm acting dumb-dumb You know this scene is very humdrum And my favorite song's entitled "Boredom" Rip it up and start again I said rip it up and start again I said rip it up and rip it up and rip it up and rip it up Rip it up and start again (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Rip it up Rip it up Rip it up Rip it up and start again (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Rip it up (whoa-oh-oh-oh) Rip it up (ooh-ooh-ooh) Rip it up (oh-oh-oh-oh) Rip it up (oh-oh-oh-oh)

Up, up Up (ayy), up (uh) Up, look (this is fire) Once upon a time, man, I heard that I was ugly Came from a bitch who nigga wanna fuck on me I said my face bomb, ass tight Racks stack up Shaq height Jewelry on me, flashlight I been lit since last night Hit him with that good-good Make a nigga act right Broke boys don't deserve no pussy (I know that's right!) Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy) Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (huh) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (woo) I could make the party hot, I could make your body rock Bitches say they fuckin' with me, chances are they probably not If I had a dick, you'd probably lick it like a lollipop Hoes speakin' Cap-enese, hit 'em with karate chop I'm forever poppin' shit, pullin' up and droppin' shit Gotta argue with him 'cause a nigga love a toxic bitch Niggas out here playin', gotta make 'em understand If ain't no ring on my finger, you ain't goin' on my 'Gram I said my face bomb, ass tight Racks stack up Shaq height (yeah) Jewelry on me, flashlight (huh) I been lit since last night (woo) Hit him with that good-good Make a nigga act right (ah) Broke boys don't deserve no pussy (I know that's right!) Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (woo) It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (woo) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy) Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (bitch) Bitches ain't fuckin' with me now and I can see why Dirty-ass, dusty-ass bitch, you got pink eye Bitches want smoke until I bring it to they doorstep Tell that bitch, "Back, back," breath smell like horse sex (ha) Put it on him now, he will never be the same (he won't) Tatt'ed on my ass 'cause I really like the pain (ah) He nutted on my butt, I said, "I'm glad that you came" If that nigga had a twin, I would let 'em run a train, woo (skrrt) Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (woo) It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (ooh) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (woo) Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (woo) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh Look, gotta play it safe, huh No face, no case (hahaha)

Ahhh Cardi! Turn around, fuck it all the way up Bust it down, turn around, fuck it all the way up Bust it down, turn around, fuck it—look Let's get it straight, girl, you don't need a nigga for nothin' Lookin' better every day, you got that Benjamin Button Claimin' he don't got a girl, you know niggas be frontin' You don't need no bitch comin' up to you as a woman (ayy) And you a boss, so you hate when niggas waste time (ayy) You too pretty to be paused on the FaceTime (ayy) Damn, I'm just statin' the facts You hate that like you hate when niggas tell you, "Relax" What the fuck you mean, "Relax"? You want somethin' more than just physical (word) It's been a while since you met someone original (word) You spend your time drinkin' wine in your livin' room All that good pussy, can't find the one to give it to (what?) Issa, issa shame (issa shame) You see me, see the squad, issa gang (issa gang) You see him, issa bum, issa lame (issa lame) But issa difference 'tween me and what's-his-name (ayy) I swear to God, word to Mase (ayy) I'ma drink this Henny to the face (ayy) Fuck a condom, I'ma bring saran wrap I can't let no good pussy go to waste (ayy) Back, back-backin' it up I'm the king of talkin' shit, then backin' it up (ayy) Back, back-backin' it up Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for (what you say?) You know how to go and get a bag, don't you? (Ayy) You know how to make a bitch mad, don't you (Ayy) Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back (Ayy) I know how to go and get a bag, don't I (don't I) I know how to get a bitch mad, don't I (yeah) Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back (ayy) Back, back-backin' it up I'm the queen of talkin' shit, then I'm backin' it up (yeah) Back, back-backin' it up Throw that money over here, nigga, That's what it's for (what you say?) Look, said I was gettin' some head, get-gettin' some head Ran down on a bitch, she almost pissed on her leg Bitches think they fuckin' with me, must be sick in the head Why don't you chill with the beef and get some chicken instead? Got the crown, shut it down, have them hype up in the 6 If she dead, let her lay won't bring no life into this bitch Lookin' this good should be a sin, you should call me cinnamon Cardi B, bad bitch, those is fuckin' synonyms We see who winnin' (see who winnin' We see who got it (see who got it) You see I'm still in the bank makin' deposits (cash) You see who switched up sides and who was solid (who was solid) You see who stuck to the code and who forgot it Talk about it, bitch You know how to go and get a bag, don't you? (Ayy) You know how to make a bitch mad, don't you (Ayy) Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back (Ayy) I know how to go and get a bag, don't I (don't I) I know how to get a bitch mad, don't I (yeah) Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back (ayy) Back, back-backin' it up I'm the king of talkin' shit, then backin' it up (ayy) Back, back-backin' it up Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for (what you say?)

Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up! Rip it up!

Cause it's Saturday nite and I just got paid Fool about my money don't try to save My heart says go, go Have a time 'cause it's Saturday nite And I'm feelin' fine I'm gonna rip it up I'm gonna rock it up I'm gonna shake it up I'm gonna ball it up I'm gonna rip it up And ball tonite I got a date and I won't be late Pick her up in my '88' Shag it on down to the union hall When the music starts jumpin' I'll have a ball Along about 10 I'll be flying high Rocking on out into the sky I don't care if I spend my gold 'Cause tonite I'm gonna be one happy soul