nice guy

Cardi B

MM (We got London on da Track)
MM

MM, Mr. Right Guy playing with me, foolish
Because I bite, I ve been hearing you want some of my sight
Come stay for good because I want all of you for tonight
Touch on me good, boy, know I like that
Why you keep on looking? Not the eyesight
I keep saying, mm, yeah, Mr. Right Guy (My)

Look, If I had to go 24 hours without my nigga
I swear to God I would die
He go to court cause he got a case in the feds
I swear to God I would lie
If he get knocked, come home saying
We Muslim, Shit, Alhamdulillah
Yeah, I do a hell of a job, keeping it wet
And I m sucking him dry like, uh
He got an accent (Yeah) , he don t be cappin
And he be trappin (Facts)
And he tapped in, he got him a baddie
That s how I be actin (Ha)
I m spoiled, I be misbehavin (Misbehavin )
He know I drive him crazy
Rain cold and I be cheesin (Mwah)
He know I m never leavin

[Chorus: Tyla & Cardi B]
MM, Mr. Right Guy playing with me, foolish
Because I bite, I ve been hearing you want some of my sight
Come stay for good because I want all of you for tonight
(Ooh, ah, shit, boy, you got the right bitch)
Touch on me good, boy, know I like that
(Ooh, ah, shit, boy, you got the right bitch)
Why you keep on looking? Not the eyesight
(Ooh, ah, shit, yeah, you got the right bitch)
I keep saying, mm, yeah, Mr. Right Guy (My)
(Ooh, ah, shit, yeah, you got the right, look)

If you ain t never been through it
You ain t really into it (Nope)
Me and him always into it (Huh)
First you go through shit, then you get through it (Yeah)
Can t just put an end to it (Nah)
Got the code to your phone, so I been through it
If I asked for the ho, then I been knew it (Huh)
This a nice house that we got right here, I hit up
So drive my Benz through it
Every day a bad bitch get fumbled (Fumbled)
Every day a dumb nigga get humbled (Humbled)
You broke my heart into pieces (Facts)
Why you sitting there looking puzzled? (Shit)
I ain t stayin here throwing a fit (No)
I m going out, let me throw in a fit (Hmm)
Somethin tight to show off the tits
You gon be tagged when I post up the pics

Let me tell you how this gonna go (Ay)
You gon keep calling my phone (Ooh)
I ma keep pressing decline
I m textin you, calling you broke
That s how you know, you gotta go (Hmm)
Double up, it go in the Maybach (Maybach)
MM, tryna get your baby (MM)
MM, and you know I don t play that
MM, hope I don t need payback
I can get petty and hope that you re ready
Crazy emotional, know that I m very
Messy but I can get clean for this Getty

MM, Mr. Right Guy playing with me, foolish
Because I bite, I ve been hearing you want some of my sight
Come stay for good because I want all of you for tonight
(Ooh, ah, shit, boy, you got the right bitch)
Touch on me good, boy, know I like that
(Ooh, ah, shit, boy, you got the right bitch)
Why you keep on looking?
Not the eyesight
(Ooh, ah, shit, yeah, you got the right bitch)
I keep saying, mm, yeah, Mr. Right Guy (My)
(Ooh, ah, shit, yeah, you got the right, huh)