Nice Guy Lyrics – Cardi B

Read the full Nice Guy lyrics by Cardi B along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Cardi B's music, you can also explore Killin You Hoes and Better Than You, two other songs by Cardi B.

[Intro: Tyla]
Mmm (We got London on da Track)
Mmm

[Chorus: Tyla]
Mmm, 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, mmm, yeah, Mr. Right Guy (My)
[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Look, If I had to go 24 hours without my n!gga, 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," S*it, 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 capping and he be trapping (Facts)
And he tapped in, he got him a baddie, that's how I be acting (Ha)
I'm spoiled, I be misbehaving (Misbehaving)
He know I drive him crazy
Rain cold and I be cheesing (Mwah)
He know I'm never leaving

[Chorus: Tyla & Cardi B]
Mmm, 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, s*it, boy, you got the right b!tch)
Touch on me good, boy, know I like that (Ooh, ah, s*it, boy, you got the right b!tch)
Why you keep on looking? Not the eyesight (Ooh, ah, s*it, yeah, you got the right b!tch)
I keep saying, mmm, yeah, Mr. Right Guy (My) (Ooh, ah, s*it, yeah, you got the right, look)

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
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 s*it, 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 b!tch get fumbled (Fumbled)
Every day a dumb n!gga get humbled (Humbled)
You broke my heart into pieces (Facts), why you sitting there looking puzzled? (S*it)
I ain't staying here throwing a fit (No)
I'm going out, let me throw in a fit (Hmm)
Something tight to show off the tits
You gon' be tagged when I post up the pics

[Verse 3: Tyla]
Let me tell you how this gonna go (Ay)
You gon' keep calling my phone (No)
I'ma keep pressing decline, I'm texting you, calling you broke
That's how you know, you gotta go (Hmm)
Double up, it go in the Maybach (Maybach)
Mmm, tryna get your baby (Mmm)
Mmm and you know I don't play that
Mmm, 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

[Chorus: Tyla & Cardi B]
Mmm, 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, s*it, boy, you got the right b!tch)
Touch on me good, boy, know I like that (Ooh, ah, s*it, boy, you got the right b!tch)
Why you keep on looking? Not the eyesight (Ooh, ah, s*it, yeah, you got the right b!tch)
I keep saying, mmm, yeah, Mr. Right Guy (My) (Ooh, ah, s*it, yeah, you got the right, huh)