Cardi B – Hot Shit feat. Kanye West & Lil Durk [Official Music Video]


Cardi B – Hot Shit feat. Kanye West & Lil Durk
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Label: Atlantic Records
SVP of Marketing: Marsha St. Hubert
Video Commissioner: Kareem Johnson
Director of Video Operations: Lily Thrall

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Executive Producer: Jeremy Sullivan
Executive Producer: Brien Justiniano
Executive Producer: Frank Borin
Director: Lado Kvataniya
Producer: Brien Justiniano
Production Supervisor: John Lathan
Production Coordinator: Tena Gold
1st AD: Marc Kelly
2nd AD: Shawn McLaughlin
DP: Andrey Krauzov
Gaffer: Freddy Cintron
Key Grip:Che Roacher
Production Designer: Johnathan Qualtere
Wardrobe: Law Roach
Hair: Tokyo Stylez
Make Up: Erika LaPearl
Editor: Vinnie Hobbs
Beauty: Tonia Wallander
VFX: CGF Visual Effect Studios
VFX Supervisor: Pavel Bezborodov
VFX Supervisor: Alexey Uskov
VFX and DI Producer: Ekaterina Averina
Colorist: Alexander Zolotarev

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34 thoughts on “Cardi B – Hot Shit feat. Kanye West & Lil Durk [Official Music Video]”

  1. It's too hard (it's too hard)
    Tay Keith, it's too hard (too hard)
    (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Now this that hot shit
    Jimmy Snuka off the top rope, Superfly shit
    Might get in the tub with all my ice on some Pac shit
    Either way you slice it, bottom line, I'm the top bitch
    New Chanel, I rock it, twist and it ain't even out yet
    All this jewelry at the grocery store, I'm obnoxious
    Bought a home and closin' on another, I know I'm blessed
    Everybody wanna be gang, ain't no spots left
    Bad bitch contest, it wouldn't be a contest
    (Ooh, smokin' dope) I'm connected
    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)
    Hatin' didn't work, so they lied (so they lied)
    These bitches lookin' hurt and they fried (and they fried)
    I know they wouldn't miss 'em if they died, tell 'em, "Move" (move)
    Move, new Chanel on my body, it's a boost
    I'm so poppin', I don't ever gotta get introduced ('duced)
    One thing I never call a bitch for is a truce (truce)
    Brand new chopper, can't wait to put that bitch to use (use)

    Oof (oof)
    Checks comin' fast, I'm like swoosh (swoosh)
    Ooh (ooh)
    Give 'em to them straight, hundred proof (proof)
    I thought I killed you hoes before, it must be déjà vu (vu)
    It's either that or I'm catchin' body number two (gang, ooh)

    This that block music
    This that drop location, drop a opp music
    Man, this ain't for them niggas in the house, this shit for Glock users
    And don't talk down on treacherous hoes who known to be a cock user
    This that pill talk, gotta buss his head, he cut on opp music
    Who said you game? (Who?)
    Who said you can come around this bitch and hang? (Who? Who?)
    And I fucked your baby mama mama and I ain't say a thing (shh)
    They just came outside in 2020, pull up in that '21
    I pick my side, switches fully and I'ma die for 21 (Slaughter Gang)
    I got plenty cars, I hit plenty stars and didn't cum
    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? She fuck Future too?
    I know that Von hit her, she pulled up on my block in Jimmy Choos (Smurk)

    Oof (oof)
    Checks comin' fast, I'm like swoosh (swoosh)
    Ooh (ooh)
    Give 'em to them straight, hundred proof (proof)
    I thought I killed you hoes before, it must be déjà vu (vu)
    It's either that or I'm catchin' body number two

    Pinky swear you ain't scared when you heard Ye appeared
    I'ma hop up out the bushes, me and Pusha kill ya man
    I'm just sayin' now, start to get used to the pain
    'Til one day I said, "Fuck it", brought my masseuse on the plane
    Why you playin'? Reach in the game
    Lose a hand, where you stand?
    Where was Jay at, where was them at?
    Where you done that, where you 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, mh, mh
    When we lost Virg', I was on the verge, mh, mh
    I just hit the Louis store, I had to splurge, mh, mh
    We just made a silent movie with no words, mh
    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've been poppin' now, uh
    Cardi, where your sister at? I need Henny now, mh, mh
    I flew in and out, hundred fifty thou', mh, mh
    Now, even when they shout, gotta shout me out
    So ahead, go ahead, mh, mh
    Not even close, all of y'all is number two

    Oof (oof)
    Checks comin' fast, I'm like swoosh (swoosh)
    Ooh (ooh)
    Give 'em to them straight, hundred proof (proof)
    I thought I killed you hoes before, it must be déjà vu (vu)
    It's either that or I'm catchin' body number two

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