Bigger In Texas lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Ayy, I'm at the top of my game, I'm who they hate
This shit come with the fame, that's how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookin' this good, I'm in my prime, these niggas gotta get played
If these bitches ain't mad, I need to go harder, I can't let 'em think we the same
Ass sittin' up like a horse's, pretty like a portrait, mouth full of diamonds and porcelain
Bitch, I know I'm gorgeous, lil' bitty waist, big titties, I don't need no corset
Rich off these endorsements, y'all hoes lazy, always worried 'bout a boyfriend
Pockets gettin' thicker and thicker, I'm tastin' the money, it look like I ate a few hundreds
I just hopped on a G6, I'm gettin' head while I'm playin' my Switch, hmm
This nigga found out about that nigga, I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm a pimp, hmm
Bitch, I look good in my throwbacks, look good chubby, I look good slim, hmm
Ignorin' the haters that speak on my body, this pussy ain't for none of them
Ayy, pullin' hoes scalp back like a scrunchie, tuned in, you subscribe to me monthly
A bum bitch can't get in my company, surrounded by stars like I'm reppin' my country
Projection, whole lotta projectin', you do the shit that you put on the next bitch
Bet against me, fuck up your parlay, these niggas know I'm the biggest investment
Hmm, ayy, I'm at the top of my game, I'm who they hate
This shit come with the fame, that's how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookin' this good, I'm in my prime, these niggas gotta get played
If these bitches ain't mad, I need to go harder, I can't let 'em think we the same, hmm
Everything bigger in Texas, no injections, we at the pole, no elections
Bitch, don't come around me tryna pass out drugs, ho, I ain't poppin' no Teslas
I don't wanna take no pictures, I don't get along with these airhead bitches, hmm
I don't even know this ho, the bitch keep beggin' me for attention, hmm
This pimp shit ain't nothin' new to me, I knew he was for the community
These hoes love to stick around and get they heart broke, I'ma bounce on a nigga like booty cheeks
Slide down on the dick like new sheets
Talk him through it, let him know what to do to me
Y'all hoes treat a nigga like a death row meal, I treat niggas like charcuterie (Ah)
Self-made, asexual, and I'm always on point like a decimal
Irritatin' these bitches like eczema, I can hang anywhere like a testicle
So much winnin', they thinkin' it's rigged, never thought I would do it this big
I'm the youngest bitch ownin' her masters, bitches old as fuck, stuck in a deal, hmm
Ayy, I'm at the top of my game, I'm who they hate
This shit come with the fame, that's how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookin' this good, I'm in my prime, these niggas gotta get played
If these bitches ain't mad, I need to go harder, I can't let 'em think we the same
I don't wanna be your bestie, these hoes messy, always worried 'bout the next bitch
Always itchin' for a motherfuckin' problem, bitch, ho, please, go get tested
Always beggin' me to crash out with these losers, shut up, enjoy this music
Y'all gon' learn I move on my time and not for none of y'all amusement, hmm
Bourbon lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Goddamn
Y'all hoes watch everything l do
Ol' creep-ass, freak-ass, peepin' tom-ass bitch (Hahaha)
(B-B-Bankroll got it) Ayy, hmm
I ain't got beef with nobody 'bout shit ('Bout shit)
We all know who the it bitch is (Hmm)
Y'all keep arguin' 'bout edited pics (Edited pics)
Ask my accountant, he'll tell you it's lit (Mwah)
Bitch goin' live from that dirty-ass crib (Ew)
Think you my opp, but it's all in your head (It's all in yo' head)
Outdoin' any bitch comin' for Meg (Yeah)
I sell out arenas, the fuck is you sayin'? (Yeah, ah)
They give 'em a cookie for comin' for me, but won't give 'em a stream, won't invest in a team
Mission accomplished, you got your lil' comments
But all of that hatin' ain't buy you a thing (Buy you a thing)
All of this love bought me a chain (Yeah)
M for a show and I bought me a ring (Baow)
Bitches buy ass and ain't fixin' the face (Yeah, yeah)
If you comin' for me, better pick up your pace, hmm
Hot Girl Productions, head of the label (Head of the label)
Nothin' but hits comin' out of the stable (Yeah)
Shout out to God 'cause He set up the table
Own everything, everybody ain't able
Clearly we know who been taking the payments
We see who name bring the clicks and engagement (Hmm)
We know the people in blogs with arrangements (Hmm)
I know the ones that ain't bout what they claimin' (Ah)
Man, fuck these bitches, fuck these niggas, fuck they feelings (Fuck they feelings)
Way too much dick-eatin' on Twitter
On rap nigga dick, a punk-ass nigga dinner (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas ain't makin' these labels no money (Hmm)
Everything they make goin' straight to the dealer
I wear rocks, bitch, I feel like Jigga
A real bombshell, gettin' turnt in the villa, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Smoother than Jergens, clean like detergent
Bitch, I ain't fuckin', I'm workin' (I'm workin', hmm)
If these niggas weren't tellin' my business, damn near thought I was perfect, hmm
He text me say, "911," he need this pussy urgent (Do)
These bitches ain't built like me, they tryna find a surgeon, hmm (Ah)
Bitch, these niggas love this ass, I ain't finna stop twerkin', hmm (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm so in love with this money, I ain't never finna stop workin', hm (Workin')
I've been ballin' for so long, I think I'm Kyrie Irving
I'm a tall drink of water, pussy like a shot of bourbon, ah
Hmm, you know
I'm sick of you motherfuckers actin' like I don't be rappin' my ass off, hmm
I know a booth hate to see one of you non-rappin' ass bitches comin', hahaha
I slang more chicken heads than Roscoes (Roscoes)
More blue in my thread than an iPhone, hmm
These hoes fake hard like a strap on (Hmm)
Hermès, every color in the Pantone (Yeah)
I buck on that dick like I'm half horse (Ah)
Ass sittin' up high like a minotaur (Yeah)
Bitch need a pen pal, can't spit a bar (Hmm)
Spit your best when you're tryna get a nigga off
They be clappin' for bitches that do the bare minimum
Come to me, everybody get critical (Why?)
They be forcin' the hate and it's pitiful (Hmm)
Bitches lame and I don't wanna sit with 'em (Nope)
Bitches mouse and I don't wanna click with 'em (Nope)
Comin' for me like I'm putting dick in 'em (Ugh)
They compare you to me, you a synonym (Hmm)
I'm producing these bitches like Timbaland
P-p-p-p-pop it back (Back)
Hear how that pussy smack (Ah)
Fuckin' hoes that wanna be me (Wanna be me)
He want some copy cat (Copy cat)
Ooh, you thought you really made it (You did)
I know these bitches mad (Bitches mad)
All these lil' hoes come and go (Hmm)
Like they be sellin' ass (Baow)
LV, rainbow print, that's vintage
I ain't even ask how much, just spent it (Just spent it)
Bought it in Japan so a bitch can't get this (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' ass bag, couldn't make me your mistress (Make me your mistress)
All my accounts got all my interest (Yeah)
On my own mood board on Pinterest (On Pinterest)
Givin' out work, don't need no assistants (Hey, hey)
Ain't a bitch pen out this vicious (Ah)
Hmm, and if you sick of me, bitch, you better stay on bed rest
'Cause I'm finna fuck up the rest of your year, hahaha
Bye
Mwah
Number One Rule lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
This nigga must have forgot who the fuck I am
Tuh, hahaha
I'm sittin' here thinkin' to myself, hold up, damn, bitch, you trippin' (Damn, bitch, you trippin')
Why you on the phone goin' back and forth with this nigga?
When your stomach flat (Baow) and your booty big (Ah)
And you can stay out all night long 'cause you ain't got no kids (Bye)
Bitch, who you talkin' to? (Who?) Because it can't be me (Hmm)
You know I pull up, shoot a movie like it's AMC
I cannot cater to these niggas, but I love some B (Huh)
I gotta regulate like these niggas like I'm Warren G (Baow)
This nigga talkin' like I ain't that bitch
Knowin' if I leave, he gon' turn into Jordin Sparks, no air, he can't breathe
You forgot, nigga, let me remind you though (Huh)
You ain't the only one could pop out and get all the hoes (Ah)
Ayy, that's the number one rule (Rule)
Bad bitches choose (Yeah)
Never chase a nigga, let a nigga chase you (Hmm)
That's the blueprint, fuckin' with a bad bitch (Yeah)
Niggas chase pussy (Yeah), pussy don't chase dick (Yeah)
That's the number one rule (Rule)
Bad bitches choose (Choose)
Never chase a nigga (Yeah, yeah), let a nigga chase you (Let a nigga chase you)
That's the blueprint, fuckin' with a bad bitch (Hmm)
Niggas chase pussy, pussy don't chase dick, ah
He feed you Taco Bell (Ugh)
He feed me shrimp and steak (Shrimp and steak)
Bitch, he took you through the mud
He took me on a date (And he took me on a date)
He gon' treat you like a joke
He know me, I don't play (He know me, I don't play)
He gon' cheat 'cause you let him (Yeah, yeah)
He know me, I won't stay
Hmm, purse first, ass last, bitch, you know I'm 'bout the cash (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas gotta treat me like a princess, put that on my dad (Yeah, on my dad)
If that nigga scared to trick, then he cannot be my man (Be my man)
Always wanna take a picture (Ayy, ayy), gotta treat him like a fan (Ugh)
'Cause I'm hard on a nigga (Yeah), hard on a ho (Hard on a ho)
If that nigga pillow talkin', gotta let him go (Bye)
Bunch of NBA niggas, get my pick, then I roll (Then I roll)
Ayy, bitch, I think I'm SZA 'cause I'm always in control (Hmm)
That's the number one rule (Rule)
Bad bitches choose (Yeah)
Never chase a nigga, let a nigga chase you (Hmm)
That's the blueprint, fuckin' with a bad bitch (Yeah)
Niggas chase pussy (Yeah, yeah), pussy don't chase dick
That's the number one rule (Rule)
Bad bitches choose (Choose)
Never chase a nigga (Yeah, yeah), let a nigga chase you (Let a nigga chase you)
That's the blueprint, fuckin' with a bad bitch (Hmm)
Niggas chase pussy, pussy don't chase dick (Ayy, ah)
That's the number one rule
Bad bitches choose
Never chase a nigga, let a nigga chase you
That's the blueprint, fuckin' with a bad bitch
Niggas chase pussy, pussy don't chase dick, ah
Roc Steady lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Flo Milli)
Hmm, only bitch I'm in a competition with is me (Me)
Hoes takin' shots so I came out with a drink (Ah)
Sixteenth letter of the alphabet, that's me (P)
On a light day, still killin' bitches in my jeans (Baow)
Rock (Yeah), rock steady
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy ('Cause it's heavy)
Wanna know who I'm fuckin' just so they can run and tell it
I should pimp rap bitches, all that ass they be sellin'
They love to talk numbers 'cause they can't talk talent ('Cause they can't talk talent)
Couldn't beat me with a brush and a palette (With a brush and a palette)
Ain't outdressin' me on the top of a salad (Nope)
In my own lane, but I'm still stoppin' traffic (Skrrt)
I ain't really trippin' on a nigga if I had it (Haha)
Keep a darkskin, white teeth, neck tatted (Hey)
Say he want a future, tell that ho to buy a Patek
I'm a real P bitch, ride it good, now he a addict (Now he a addict)
Rock, rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong ho to try, fuck your man 'cause I'm petty (Ho)
I be killin' hoes like Freddy
Real fine bitch, I ain't gotta edit out the Getty (What?)
Su-subbin' on the net, hatin' hoes be pathetic (Duh)
Got so many kids, sick of bitches, get a medic (Ew)
Throwin' blue hundreds in the club, democratic (Money)
I be shakin' ass so he lovin' my aesthetic (Ah)
Rock (Yeah), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy ('Cause it's heavy)
Rock (Rock), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong ho to try, fuck your man 'cause I'm petty (Ho)
Rock (Yeah), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy ('Cause it's heavy)
Rock (Rock), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong ho to try, fuck your man 'cause I'm petty (Ho)
Make it flip, make it drip, make it bounce, make it grip, ayy (Yeah)
Off one flow, I can make a M (I can make a M)
Hoes tryna get picked, I'm just tryna get dick (Tryna get dick)
Like Mario Kart, these niggas get switched (Woo-be-doo)
Make it jump, make it slap, make it whip, show the tip, ayy (Show the tip)
I ain't waitin' for a nigga, I ain't Tems (No)
Hoes tryna get picked, I'm just tryna get dick (Damn)
He can see it through my jeans 'cause a bitch real thick (Hey)
Rock (Yeah), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy ('Cause it's heavy)
Rock (Rock), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong ho to try, fuck your man 'cause I'm petty (Ho)
Rock (Yeah), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy ('Cause it's heavy)
Rock (Rock), rock steady (Rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong ho to try, fuck your man 'cause I'm petty (Ho)
Rock, hmm, rock steady
Hmm, he can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy-evy (Baow)
Rock, rock steady
Hmm, I'ma fuck your man 'cause I'm petty-etty-etty-etty (Ah, haha)
And I'm still runnin' through the mall with your daddy-addy-addy-addy (Ah, haha)
Best Friend lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Bring your best friend
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
No time to spare
Hmm (B-B-Bankroll Got It), ayy
Two red bones kissin' in the backseat
Girl, don't stop, keep goin' and relax me
You want me to join in? Then ask me
I like girls that like girls, that attract me
I got a bitch and a man, make 'em tag team
I got a nigga with some dreads, that's a mad ting
I got a bitch I never mentioned, but she at me
Two bitches goin' at each other like a rap beef
Everybody runnin' for the check like a athlete
I can't call him daddy 'cause I know he ain't my papi
Met you in the club, now we kissin' in the backseat
Bitch, I got rizz, niggas know they can't out-rizz me
Bring your best friend (Yeah)
Bad bitch and we look like twins (Mwah)
Can we fuck around again? (Ah)
You look good, bitch, can I get a kiss?
Bring your best friend (Yeah)
Bad bitch and we look like twins (Mwah)
Can we fuck around again? (Ah)
You look good, bitch, can I get a kiss?
Bring your best friend (Hmm, ayy)
I know a rich nigga hate to see me coming
Diggin' in his bag like a bitch got the munchies (Ah)
I take dick, papa, I don't do no running (Nope)
Told him hit the brakes 'cause I hate the quick pumping (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Me and pretty bitches speak the same language
Pulled out the roses, edible arrangement
I'm a fly trap, that thang is real dangerous
Every man I hit, I made the man famous (Famous)
Do what I want, you can't shame the shameless (Yeah, yeah)
Just another trick, you can't tame the tameless (Yeah, yeah)
Told me I'm baby, now he wanna claim me
Bring my bitch in here, haha
Bring your best friend (Yeah)
Bad bitch and we look like twins (Mwah)
Can we fuck around again? (Ah)
You look good, bitch, can I get a kiss?
Bring your best friend (Yeah)
Bad bitch and we look like twins (Mwah)
Can we fuck around again? (Ah)
You look good, bitch, can I get a kiss?
Bring your best friend
Me and pretty bitches speak the same language
Pulled out the roses, edible arrangement
I'm a fly trap, that thang is real dangerous
Every man I hit, I made the man famous (Famous)
Right Now lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Hmm, hmm, hmm
I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Baddest bitch out right now (And is)
Don't let me get activated 'cause y'all hoes really gon' hate me
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, yeah
Bi-bitch so bad, he know I'm trouble (Know I'm trouble)
He start tricking before I fucked him, mm
This nigga already nuttin', in my ear, tellin' me he love me (Aw)
He said, "This lil' shit tough" (I know), I make a gangsta blush (Mwah)
Ever since I said I missed him, he ain't missed that flight, not once
I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now (Is)
I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now
I-I-I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now (And do)
I'm the baddest bitch out right now, tell them other hoes pipe down, ah
A nigga can't boss me up (Nope)
When we met, I was already bossy (Huh)
He can take back whatever he bought me (Yeah)
None of that shit put a dent in my closet (Ah)
So tea, I'm a walkin' exclusive (Hmm)
Bitches only get mad when the shoe fit
I'm the model you bitches is built like
How the fuck you want beef with the blueprint?
Man, I don't know what it is (What it is)
But I really be in a ho skin (Ah)
Make 'em mad, I'ma do it again (Yeah, yeah)
Again and again, and again, and again (Again)
This nigga so mad I ain't his (I ain't his)
I ain't pushin' out none of your kids (Nope)
Switch a nigga, I'll do it again (Yeah, yeah)
Again and again, and again, and again
Bitch so bad, he know I'm trouble (Know I'm trouble)
He start tricking before I fucked him, mm
This nigga already nuttin', in my ear, tellin' me he love me (Aw)
He said, "This lil' shit tough" (I know), I make a gangsta blush (Mwah)
Ever since I said I missed him, he ain't missed that flight, not once
I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now (Is)
I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now
I-I-I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now (And do)
I-I'm the baddest bitch out right now, tell them other hoes pipe down, ah (Yeah, yeah)
This year, I did my big one (Big one)
Next year I'm going bigger (Yeah)
You think you hate me now? (Huh?)
I'm bout to hurt your feelings (Ah)
I'm puttin' up points on the board (Board)
Finna shake up the TL, I'm bored (Tuh)
You think I'm sexy now? (Ha)
This ain't even my final form (Haha)
Baguetty, spaghetti, my chain is heavy
Your pendant so little, [?]
The niggas dick ridin' should work at a deli
A bitch with no ass, she can't give me direction
Where is the waist? Find a detective
I know I'm that bitch, it ain't shit they can tell me
I'm buyin' the purse 'fore the store get to sell it
Yeah, they still watchin' me, put it on Netflix (Hahaha)
Bitch so bad, he know I'm trouble (Know I'm trouble)
He start tricking before I fucked him, mm
This nigga already nuttin', in my ear, tellin' me he love me (Aw)
He said, "This lil' shit tough" (I know), I make a gangsta blush (Mwah)
Ever since I said I missed him, he ain't missed that flight not once
I-I-I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now (Is)
I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now
I-I-I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now (And do)
I-I'm the baddest bitch out right now, tell them other hoes pipe down, ah (Uh-huh, uh-huh, hahaha)
I think I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now
I'm the baddest bitch out right now, tell them other hoes pipe down
I'm the baddest bitch out right now, baddest bitch out right now, ah
Mamushi (Remix) lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. TWICE)
Watashi wa sutā
Superstars
Megan (Ah)
And TWICE
Remix
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
Okane kasegu uchira wa sutā
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutā
Sutā, sutā, sutā, sutā, kirakira
Watashi wa sutā (Real hot girl shit)
I get money, I'm a star (Star), body like a doll (Ah)
They love me in my city all the way to Korea (All the way to Korea)
I'm always rockin' ice (Yeah), I'm everybody type (Hmm)
He had to do a double take (Yeah), he seen me out with TWICE (He seen me out with TWICE; Yo)
I always set the tone (Uh-huh), I always got it on (Uh-huh)
I tell a hater, "Fetch," because they always on my bone (They always on my bonе)
My Audemars Piguet is on another time zone (On another time zone)
I gotta stay fly (Yeah), airplane mode (Mwah)
I ain't gotta wait for winter to get cold
I ain't gotta wait to type to get bold
Head, shoulders, knees, toes (Baow, baow, baow)
Work it out, I'm body goals (I'm body goals)
Make 'em sing another language, I'm like Duolingo (watashi wa sutā)
I drop on a Friday, knock it out like Debo
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
Okane kasegu uchira wa sutā
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutā
Sutā, sutā, sutā, sutā, kirakira
Watashi wa sutā (TWICE)
Had you listen once then made you look twice
Bad and hot like Meg (Ah), nine stallions on your mind
All these trophies, we just winnin' up the price
Then we sold out your closet like we did at MetLife (Oh)
Sold out SoFi (Oh), Nissan on fire (Yeah)
One spark, baby, ooh-la-la, that's what we like
We're the originators, global entertainers
Your favorite girl group sings our song, screamin', "TWICE"
I just do my dance and I move my hips (Hips)
If you don't understand, you should read my lips
I'm a star, baby, I'm a star
In America to Seoul, Korea
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
Okane kasegu uchira wa sutā
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutā
Sutā, sutā, sutā, sutā, kirakira
Watashi wa sutā
[Japanese:]
私は スター
Superstars
Megan (Ah)
And TWICE
Remix
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
お金 稼ぐ 内らは スター
お金 稼ぐ 私は スター
スター、スター、スター、スター、キラキラ
私は スター (Real hot girl shit)
I get money, I'm a star (Star), body like a doll (Ah)
They love me in my city all the way to Korea (All the way to Korea)
I'm always rockin' ice (Yeah), I'm everybody type (Hmm)
He had to do a double take (Yeah), he seen me out with TWICE (He seen me out with TWICE; Yo)
I always set the tone (Uh-huh), I always got it on (Uh-huh)
I tell a hater, "Fetch," because they always on my bone (They always on my bonе)
My Audemars Piguet is on another time zone (On another time zone)
I gotta stay fly (Yeah), airplane mode (Mwah)
I ain't gotta wait for winter to get cold
I ain't gotta wait to type to get bold
Head, shoulders, knees, toes (Baow, baow, baow)
Work it out, I'm body goals (I'm body goals)
Make 'em sing another language, I'm like Duolingo (私は スター)
I drop on a Friday, knock it out like Debo
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
お金 稼ぐ 内らは スター
お金 稼ぐ 私は スター
スター、スター、スター、スター、キラキラ
私は スター (TWICE)
Had you listen once then made you look twice
Bad and hot like Meg (Ah), nine stallions on your mind
All these trophies, we just winnin' up the price
Then we sold out your closet like we did at MetLife (Oh)
Sold out SoFi (Oh), Nissan on fire (Yeah)
One spark, baby, ooh-la-la, that's what we like
We're the originators, global entertainers
Your favorite girl group sings our song, screamin', "TWICE"
I just do my dance and I move my hips (Hips)
If you don't understand, you should read my lips
I'm a star, baby, I'm a star
In America to Seoul, Korea
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star, star, star
Star, star, star, star
お金 稼ぐ 内らは スター
お金 稼ぐ 私は スター
スター、スター、スター、スター、キラキラ
私は スター
TYG lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Spiritbox)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hahahaha)
Yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (B-B-Bankroll got it)
Who in the fuck do you bitches think y'all talkin' to? (Who?)
Slap a wrong bitch, she ask me what the fuck I do? (Fuck I do?)
I'm runnin' down on any bitch that look like you (Look like you)
So when you see me, bitch, you know I'm finna act a fool
I do and I do, and I do for you motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
But I still ain't heard a, "Thank you," in this motherfucker (Motherfucker)
You did me dirty, now your life ain't shit (Ah-ha)
I ain't wishin' you the best, bitch, that's what you get (Hahahaha)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Let's go), yeah
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, hahaha)
Yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch)
Yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah
Hmm, I go hard in the paint
I'm the type to test your gangster, put my fingers in your face, yeah
I'm the type of bitch, put my fingers in your face
I'ma test you if you pussy, I go hard in the paint, yeah (Hmm)
Can we be honest? I'm really iconic (Hmm)
Whatever I do get people talkin'
I just be breathin', now it's a problem
I'm with a nigga, now he a topic
Can't let a bitch play me, this ain't a biopic
I really be grindin', I really be wildin' (Yeah)
You bitches be talkin', but I be on timin'
When you get pressed, you better not be cryin' (Fuck)
Here come another bitch, speakin' on my moves (Speakin' on my moves)
What the fuck do it got to do with you? (What?)
You hoes corny (Yeah), secretly adore me (Yeah)
Speakin' on my life 'cause yours is so boring
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, hahaha)
Yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch)
Yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch), yeah (Bitch)
Hmm, I go hard in the paint
I'm the type to test your gangster, put my fingers in your face, yeah
I'm the type of bitch put my fingers in your face
I'ma test you if you pussy, I go hard in the paint, yeah
Motion lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Ahem
I can guarantee any bitch don't like me, don't look better than me
Ain't finer than me
Ain't got more money than me
Don't got more motion than me
All my chill shit look like bitches' birthday 'fit (Hmm)
I bought a new Benz and I use it as my everyday whip (Yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The shit you do on an occasion, that's my everyday shit (Tuh)
Ain't in the league, but you know Megan is a major bitch (Hmm)
You ain't had a bitch this pretty, this litty (Yeah, yeah), suck it, make it real filthy (Yeah, ah)
Mouth so fuckin' smart, these niggas don't know what to do with me (Don't know what to do with me)
Ask me if I got some hoes, I'ma keep it two fifties (Two fifties)
Broke up with my old nigga, tryna catch some new feelings (Yeah, yeah)
I-I got my hands on my toes (Baow), lookin' for the hoes (Yeah)
If I get on this tequila (Uh-huh), anything goes (Anything goes)
I got a hundred of my hoes (Ah), in my camera roll (In my camera roll)
You gon' get your feelings hurt goin' through my phone
I'm havin' motion (Motion), I got 'em so sick (Ugh)
I got this nigga blood boilin', 'bout to throw shit (Ah)
I'm havin' motion (Yeah), these bitches so sick (Ugh)
I could tell you hoes don't really be on shit (On shit, ah)
These niggas love a bitch with motion (Do)
Bookings and some hostings (Hmm)
Smellin' like Miss Dior, shea butter lotion (Damn)
Bitch, get out my way because you know this thang pokin' (Excuse me)
I'ma need some room so I can bust this thang open (Baow, baow, baow)
Ayy, miss make a bitch mad, that's what I do
Make a lot of money, make a nigga mad too
It was always me, it'll never be you
Gotta laugh when I see a bitch actin' like a fan (Haha)
Goddamn, y'all bitches annoyin' as fuck
Don't like Thee Stallion? Then listen to her
Hmm, oh, now it's quiet, comparin' me to these rap hoes so tired
I-I got my hands on my toes (Baow), lookin' for the hoes (Yeah)
If I get on this tequila (Uh-huh), anything goes (Anything goes)
I got a hundred of my hoes (Ah), in my camera roll (In my camera roll)
You gon' get your feelings hurt goin' through my phone (Yeah, yeah)
I'm havin' motion (Motion), I got 'em so sick (Ugh)
I got this nigga blood boilin', 'bout to throw shit (Ah)
I'm havin' motion (Yeah), these bitches so sick (Ugh)
I could tell you hoes don't really be on shit (Ah)
I can tell by the way y'all raggedy hoes use the twenty-four hours in y'all day
To talk about another bitch, y'all hoes ain't really got shit goin' on
Bitch, y'all worried 'bout Megan Thee Stallion, I'm already rich
Bitch, you need to go get you some money, bitch, hahaha
Y'all hoes ain't havin' no motion, y'all just causin' a bunch of commotion, bitch, hahaha (You're a bum)
Broke-ass niggas, broke-ass bitches (Haha, ugh)
Hm, get your motherfuckin' money up, ho (Ah)
Fell In Love lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Uh-huh
Niggas ain't shit so I'm used to bein' slick (Used to bein' slick)
This the first time I fell in love with some dick (Damn)
I'm checkin' his __cpLocation, I'm cookin' this nigga meals (Huh?)
All my friends sayin', "Damn, I thought you was a pimp" (Hahaha)
Bitch, I don't wanna share this dick at all (At all)
I'm chokin' myself out from the tip to the balls
Pullin' out my best tricks, pullin' out my best 'fits
And if I catch a bitch lookin', throwin' out my right fist (Hmm)
I bet' not ever catch you with your hook in another fish (Hmm)
Just like a IUD, I'm finna have it up in this bitch (Up in this bitch)
You fuckin' with me 'cause you know I'm who they ain't fuckin' with
He caught me textin' other niggas so I had to be quick
I told him, "Damn, baby, you know who I am, baby" (You know who I am, baby)
Fuckin' broke hoes got you thinkin' you the man now
I don't wanna talk if the nigga ain't you (Ain't you)
If a nigga text me, no grey, all blue, ah
Damn, I done fucked around and fell in love (Damn)
I ain't goin' outside, fuck the club (Fuck the club)
Ain't shit in the streets but a bum (Hmm)
I'm with a rich nigga in the house, gettin' fucked (Hmm, hmm, ah)
Damn, I done fucked around and fell in love (Fucked around and fell in love, damn)
I ain't goin' outside, fuck the club (Fuck the club)
Ain't shit in the streets but a bum (Hmm)
I'm with a rich nigga in the house, gettin' fucked (Hmm, hmm, hmm, ah)
Ayy, I ain't tellin' who he is 'cause l know how bitches is (I know how bitches is)
I ain't braggin' 'bout that dick on the phone with my friends
I don't care about no DM or no bitch that came to see him (Tuh)
And I know he love his child but fuck his BM
I'm the best bitch he ever had, baddest bitch he ever hit (Yeah)
Outta all the hoes he fucked, this the most he ever spent (Ah)
He was a lil' borin', now I got him doin' freaky shit (Doin' freaky shit)
Doin' what he thought couldn't be done, make it disappear (Ayy)
I am the dick magician, the dick magician
Make it disappear, then reappear like tada
He like me on top (Yeah), we be eye to eye (Yeah)
Do that make us soulmates if we cum at the same time? (Ah)
We be lickin' and kissin', I suck that bone like it's chicken
Between his spit and my juices, lather that dick up like dishes (Yeah)
He just left and I miss him (Yeah), and I can't wait to kiss him (Mwah)
Girl, you know he dick me down (Hahaha), when he talk I listen (Ah)
Damn, I done fucked around and fell in love (Damn)
I ain't goin' outside, fuck the club (Fuck the club)
Ain't shit in the streets but a bum (Hmm)
I'm with a rich nigga in the house, gettin' fucked (Hmm, hmm, ah)
Damn, I done fucked around and fell in love, damn (Fucked around and fell in love, damn)
I ain't goin' outside, fuck the club (Fuck the club)
Ain't shit in the streets but a bum (Hmm)
I'm with a rich nigga in the house, gettin' fucked (Hmm, hmm, hmm, ah)
Fuck outside, I'm inside (Hahaha)
Fuck outside, I'm inside (Damn, I done fucked around and fell in love)
Fuck outside, I'm inside
Fuck outside, I'm inside (B-B-Bankroll got it), ah
He Think I Love Him lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Real hot girl shit, ah
Ayy
Show a new bitch that ain't Megan coded
Show a beat I was on and ain't rode it
If she think she the shit, I'm the colon
My pen gets gutter, I'm bowlin'
Tina Snow, niggas know I'm the coldest
Tell a bitch, "Let it go" 'cause I'm frozen
Ask him what I got on, he don't know it
Niggas ain't had no taste before COVID
I can tell by her wig that she trollin'
When I look at my DM, they on me
Catwalk, bitch, I feel like Naomi
The way I play niggas, I need me a Tony
Good brain, graduated, top of my percentile
Take it out the chat, I ain't tryna be your pen-pal
Meanwhile, it's a bitch on the app right now
Gettin' fucked over, still braggin' 'bout her body count
Bing-baow, real big bang like a scene gyal
Say he for the streets, get dropped like a single
Runway shit, I do not do the retail
Stop fuckin' rappers, they spill all the details
Every Monday, they gon' wait for the freestyle
Call me out once, you do not get a redial
I got grown ass men actin' fetal
I do not spin the block, nigga, I reroute
Number one, give a fuck what a chart say
Number one, I can't beef with no fan page
Number one who it is, what your man say?
Cat on his eyes, I ain't talkin' no Cartier
Bitches bubblin' under, no Chardonnay
Bitches throwin' salt, fuckin' my old bae
Put his name on the bill, he the candidate
It was me with your daddy on Father's Day
These niggas just mad 'cause I treat 'em like sluts
Pick 'em up, put 'em down, when I want, so what?
Hoes tweet like a nun, but they still gettin' fucked
Talk shit but the freak hoes still gettin' cuffed
Jumbo CC when I go out for lunch
He ain't mine if you hear him say, "It costs too much"
Wagyu my beef, I ain't tryna act tough
My name hold weight like I walk around buff, ah
Like A Freak lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Know I gotta stay fly like Three 6
Got the strap in my bag like a freak bitch
Conceited with a very good reason
I'm feelin' like a housewife holdin' up my peaches
Add 'em up, bitches ain't even a fraction
I'm hungry in this game like I'm fightin' for my faction
Thee Stallion, say my name, tails start waggin'
Call PETA 'cause I'm sendin' shots like Katniss
All y'all versus me, ain't nobody pop yet
Told the hotties, "Run it up," and they ain't even broke a sweat
Bitch, I get so fly, probably need to broker jets
Way I throw it up, you would think money make me sick
Way I stack it up, you would think Bing was my set
Way they pussy watchin', you would think they ain't havin' sex
Turned up my paper, then I turned down that mess
You would think I'm buyin' ass how I turned up my clique, ayy
Megan this, Megan that, bitch, boo-hoo
You're really mad Megan ain't wanna fuck with you
Dog-ass bitch, long hair like a Shih Tzu
Thumbin' through this motherfuckin' dough like fufu
In the booth, I'm the one they can't hang with
Def Jam, y'all lettin' jokes get famous
Anything get these incels hype
Niggas think they get stripes 'cause they out here doin' lame shit
Bitch, you wanna be me, the new you look like my old ID
If I stop runnin' now, I bet the whole game freeze
Makin' random-ass moves, you's a NPC
No edit on these motherfuckin' JPGs
Titties showin' through this motherfuckin' JPG
Gaultier, bitch, you know I been a G.O.A.T. to your fave
On ballpoint, I got the best pen in the game, ah
Neva Play lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. RM of BTS)
One, two, three, four (One, two, three, four)
Five, six, seven, eight (Five, six, seven, eight)
Let 'em know we on the way (Yeah)
Countin' zeroes every day (Yeah)
You know that we never play, ayy (Ayy)
One, two, three, four (One, two, three, four)
Five, six, seven, eight (Five, six, seven, eight)
Let 'em know we on the way (Yeah)
Countin' zeroes every day (Ah)
You know that we never play, ayy (Ayy)
Time out, never been one to play with
Money talk and it's my first language
Me and RM gang and we gangin'
Boss level, you ain't even in the rankin'
They wanna smell what the hottie be cookin'
They on rock when they see me at a bookin'
Just know when it's time for me to get my lick back
All y'all finna be finished (Hadouken)
Ayy, blue hair like Bulma, big chi-chis
Blue one, blue hundred, big VVs
'Round the world, everybody come see me
No tats, but my passport inky (Ayy)
I'm the big fish jumpin' out the TX
So dope, tryna make me take a pee test
Check the credits, you know who wrote it
With a flow this hard, this heavy, Kotex (Mm)
I can't help that I'm that girl, they be talkin', I don't care
Beefin' with yourself because you do not exist in my world
Three things I don't play about, myself, my money, or my man
Mention one of them and best believe I'm gon' be at your head
One, two, three, four (One, two, three, four)
Five, six, seven, eight (Five, six, seven, eight)
Let 'em know we on the way (Yeah)
Countin' zeroes every day (Yeah)
You know that we never play, ayy (Ayy)
One, two, three, four (One, two, three, four)
Five, six, seven, eight (Five, six, seven, eight)
Let 'em know we on the way (Yeah)
Countin' zeroes every day (Ah, what's up, Stallion?)
You know that we never play, ayy (Ayy)
You know that we never play
Yeah, we gon' forever slay (Yeah)
Me and Megan on the way
For Asia, man, we paved the way
Smooth like criminal, off to digital
Ya damn look so pitiful (So pity)
Fuck a deposit, turn off your faucet
Mm, synthesize your mind, yeah
Fantasize, off-site, yeah
Killin' folks with a line, yeah
How many sold-out stadiums?
There's love everywhere
To y'all, it's a fairytale (Oh God)
In the end, shit's very fair
We gotta bear all the nightmares (Okay)
Shit is a toxic, hit you in moshpit, you and your people be fussin' (Fuss)
Yeah, we just buss it, pour all the sauces on the face of they be bossin' (Boss)
Call me a narcissist, make a typhoon, be an artist on the artists (Right)
Take out your wallet, sabotage your two ears I swear 'fore you pause it
One, two, three, four (One, two, three, four)
Five, six, seven, eight (Five, six, seven, eight)
Let 'em know we on the way (Yeah)
Countin' zeroes every day (Yeah; mhm)
You know that we never play, ayy (Ayy)
One, two, three, four (One, two, three, four)
Five, six, seven, eight (Five, six, seven, eight)
Let 'em know we on the way (Yeah)
Countin' zeroes every day (Ah)
You know that we never play, ayy (Ayy)
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HISS lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
I just wanna kick this shit off by sayin' fuck y'all
I ain't gotta clear my name on a motherfuckin' thing
Every time I get mentioned, one of y'all bitch-ass niggas get twenty-four hours of attention
I'm finna get this shit off my chest and lay it to rest, let's go
(And if the beat live)
(B-B-Bankroll Got It), ayy
I feel like Mariah Carey (Mariah Carey), got these niggas so obsessed (Damn)
My pussy so famous, might get managed by Kris Jenner next (Mwah)
He can't move on, can't let it go (Let it go), he hooked, nose full of that Tina Snow
And since niggas need Megan help to make money, bitch, come be my ho (Ah)
All of you bitches is weak, on the Bible (Weak, on the Bible), talkin' shit from where no one can find you
I can never be judged by a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly go viral
Ayy, I'm sexy as fuck, and I'm freaky (And I'm freaky), get whoever I want, eeny-meeny (Yeah)
Why the fuck would I stay with a nigga that's weak in the sheets and don't know how to please me?
Bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
Say he fucked Megan and now he the topic
These niggas thinkin' they lowered the value
All this free promo, I'm turnin' a profit
Hate when a nigga be kissin' and tellin' (Tellin')
Say he a player, but he in his feelings (What?)
Bet I won't give up the pussy again
Shit, should've gave it to his friend (Ayy)
These hoes don't be mad at Megan, these hoes mad at Megan's Law
I don't really know what the problem is, but I guarantee y'all don't want me to start
Bitch, you a pussy (You a pussy), never finna check me (Yeah)
Every chance you get, bet your weak ass won't address me (Ho)
Bitches swear they G, but the G must stand for goofy (G must stand for goofy)
When the fuck did all the gangster niggas turn to groupies?
Everybody wanna kick it when you ain't a threat (Ain't a threat)
These niggas don't like me 'cause they know I'm on they neck
Y'all goofy-ass hoes look so dumb every time y'all celebrate fake news, hah
Usin' my name for likes and views, I don't give a fuck what y'all make trend
Bitch, I still win
Ah (Hahaha)
Nigga, ain't you hear? I ain't scared of dick
Any man go against me, I handle shit (Handle shit)
I'm the Teflon Don in the courtroom (Yeah)
They be throwin' that dirt, don't shit stick (Shit stick)
All these lil' rap niggas so fraud (So fraud), Xanax be they hardest bars
These niggas hate on BBLs and be walkin' 'round with the same scars (Ah)
Real curvy, no etchin', niggas fight to get in my section (My section)
Don't speak on my body count if the dick ain't worth comin' back for seconds
Cosplay gangsters, fake-ass accents
Posted in another nigga hood like a bad bitch (Where are you from?)
I'm a big dog, bitch, can't lil' sis me (Lil' sis me)
Hoes get views when they tryna diss me (Hmm)
Make one move, got 'em in a tizzy (In a tizzy)
Killin' shit, that's why they tryna rip me
Still goin' hard with the odds against me (Odds against me)
These niggas don't have fans, they bots (No)
These bitches don't have ass, they shots (Yeah)
And they still tuned in if they fans or not (Ah)
Allegations from the oppositions, bitch niggas just eatin' it up
These blogs get paid to lie, y'all talk shit and be broke as fuck (Broke as fuck)
Bottom line is I'm still rich (Yeah), do Megan bad and I'm still good (Still good)
Bringin' up who might've fucked and the bottom line is they still would
I just wanna fuck my nigga in peace, but all my old niggas still love me (Ah)
Niggas ain't hit this pussy in years, damn, I knew my shit was heat
None of you niggas was wifey material
None of you niggas was worth all the drama (Ah)
None of you niggas was hittin' it raw
And mad I'm not one of your baby mamas
Always got my ass out, always let my titties show
When I'm in the gym, I think 'bout bitches that I'm shittin' on
I'm way too fuckin' cocky to take him back if he been cheatin'
I can't let none of you raggedy bitches think that y'all my equal
Ever since I claimed the summer, all you bitches want a season (All you bitches want a season)
Ask a ho why she don't like me, bet she can't give you a reason
You know motherfuckin' well these bitches wanna sound like Tina
Don't you ever grab a mic and think that me and you competin', hmm
Ayy, bad bitch and the walls ain't bendin'
Post photo, name start trendin'
Why every time one of y'all Z-list hoes do an interview, I get mentioned? (Ayy, look)
I don't give a fuck who think what, you niggas is typin' for nothin'
On the internet typin' this shit to me? Write him a letter or somethin'
Say, bitch-ass nigga, don't type me nothin' else, don't write me nothin' else (Get the fuck out the comments)
Download JPay since y'all niggas got so much to say
Or schedule a conjugal visit or somethin', hahaha
Dick-ridin'-ass niggas (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Ah
Rattle lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Hmm
I mean
The sooner you accept
That I'm that bitch
The better your life will be
Haha
Ayy (Ah)
All my haters, know it's too many (Yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (Too many)
Back in rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (Know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (Yeah, bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Countin' millions, can't be too many (Hah)
All my haters, know it's too many (Yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (Too many)
In rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (Know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city (Yeah, yeah)
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (Bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Makin' millions, can't be too many (Hey, ah)
I wanted everybody right here with me (Right here with me)
But that was my fault, bein' too friendly (Bein' too friendly)
I was thinkin' everything was all good (Hey)
But the whole time, you was my enemy (You was my enemy)
Only time y'all niggas in agreement
Is when all y'all tryna go against me (All y'all tryna go against me)
Only time y'all weak hoes link up
It's when another bitch tryna get rid of me (Baow)
Ayy, but fuck it, I'll go to war with the whole world
Street niggas, rap niggas comin' for the Hot Girl (Yeah, yeah)
My name start all the discourse
Hate for the Stallion turn opps into homeboys (Yeah)
This tough-guy act, so forced
Y'all why I'm standin' on business for pro-choice (Yeah)
'Cause the niggas don't beef with the niggas (Hey)
They scared of each other, but beat on the women (Bah-bah-bah)
I just want y'all hoes to know (Listen carefully)
Whatever don't pay me don't faze me (Nope)
And I don't know which nigga this week I want to entertain me (Hahaha)
So stop pussy watchin', bitch (Ayy, baow)
All my haters, know it's too many (Yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (Too many)
Back in rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (Know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (Yeah, bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Countin' millions, can't be too many (Hah)
All my haters, know it's too many (Yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (Too many)
In rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (Know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city (Yeah, yeah)
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (Bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Makin' millions, can't be too many (Ah)
Ayy, I ain't finna let the internet trick me
If I split a bill, then the nigga gotta split me
Why would I go half with a nigga whose fifty ain't finna be as big as my fifty?
These niggas be jealous (Yup)
See you doin' good, wanna fuck up your energy (Fuck up your energy)
Rich bitches better watch they back
'Cause they'll fuck 'round, be laid up with your enemy (Girl)
Damn, bitch, it been four years (Four years)
Worry 'bout your man and your kid (Your kid)
Your life must be borin' as fuck if you still reminiscin' 'bout shit that we did
And I ain't worried 'bout the bitter-bitch link-up (Uh-uh)
Y'all hoes earned them seats in the fan club (Ah)
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ (Ayy)
All my haters, know it's too many (Yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (Too many)
Back in rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (Know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (Yeah, bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Countin' millions, can't be too many (Hah)
All my haters, know it's too many (Yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (Too many)
In rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (Know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city (Yeah, yeah)
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (Bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Makin' millions, can't be too many (Ah)
Figueroa lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
(I'm spent, I'm spent, bitch)
Yeah
Real hot girl shit
Broke-ass bitches, I ain't fuckin 'round with broke-ass niggas (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ayy
Pussy hoes on the internet, nyoom
Usin' me to drive traffic, pyoom
Million-dollar ride, bitch, I'm a Bugatti
I got the Master P, but niggas ain't about it (Ayy)
VVs in my motherfuckin' pendant (Yeah)
Bitch, your diamonds ain't the truth, do your penance
White bitch on the internet dissin' Megan (Hmm)
Black ghostwriter, what the fuck niggas thinkin'?
I'm a motherfuckin' brat, not a Barbie (Not a Barbie)
On go with any bitch that wanna start it
All these rap-ass bitches really givin' scary ho
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (Boom), 'Roa (Baow), 'Roa (Baow), 'Roa (Baow), 'Roa
All these rap bitches givin' fake-ass ho, ho (Hey), ho (Hey), ho (Hey), ho (Hey)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa
Every time they link up, it's givin' scary ho
I wish a bitch would say it to my face (To my face)
You an errand runner, name hold no weight (No weight)
Spent six mil' with Elliot in jewelry, bitch
Ask my motherfuckin' jeweler who the richest is (Hey, hey, yeah)
He popped an Addy, now he tryna really fuck me long (Yeah)
He popped a Perc', now he tryna fuck me to my song (To my song)
Outside brown, inside pink
Red wig on, won't let a nigga skee-yee-yee-yee-yee
He might be a rich nigga, but he givin' ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (Boom), 'Roa (Baow), 'Roa (Baow), 'Roa (Baow), 'Roa
All these rap bitches givin' fake-ass ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa (Yeah), 'Roa
Every time they link up, it's givin' scary ho
'Roa, 'Roa, 'Roa, 'Roa (I'm spent, I'm spent, bitch)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa, 'Roa, 'Roa, 'Roa, 'Roa
All these rap bitches givin' fake-ass ho
Every time they link up, it's givin' scary ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
See me out in public and it's givin' scary, ho
Hahaha
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Pew-pew-pew
And I boom, baow, baow, baow, baow
Where Them Girls At lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
(And if the beat live)
Real hot girl shit
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh, ah)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them—? Where them—? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh, baow)
Where them girls at? (Baow, baow)
Where them—? Where them—?
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Titties sit pretty under my necklace (Under my necklace)
Real big fat ass, I was blessed with (Baow)
Two pretty-ass friends, we besties (We besties)
I'm it, but they still can't catch me (Ah)
These hoes wanna be me bad (Bad)
They wanna fuck with the nigga I had (I had)
They wanna touch all the money I touch (Yeah)
No tea, so they make shit up (Yeah)
Forty-inch wig I bust down (Yeah)
G6 how I touch down (Yeah)
Hot girl, put them cuffs down (Yeah)
Icy from the neck down (Yeah)
I'm that bitch, so they all dissin' (Yeah)
Puttin' on for the tall bitches (Yeah)
All these hoes be big fans
Swingin' at the air and they all missin' (Hmm, ayy)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Take me to the mall, I'm gon' keep the tab runnin' (Keep the tab runnin')
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Take me to the mall, I'm gon' keep the tab runnin', ayy
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them? Where them? (Ayy, ayy)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Ayy)
Where them—? Where them—? (Ayy, ayy)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Nails, check (Check), hair, check (Check)
Face pretty (Pretty), pussy wet (Ah)
Walk in (Uh-huh), don't speak (Nope)
Seen an opp ho, not a peep (Baow, baow)
I make hoes so mad they can't hide it (Can't hide it)
Fuck peace, ho, let's choose violence (Let's choose violence)
They loud, but it's quiet (Yeah)
No tea, so the bitch start lyin' (So the bitch start lyin')
I'm a freak, that's known (That's known)
I do what I want, I'm grown (Ah, grown)
Y'all hoes love talkin' like saints
Tryna impress these niggas, I ain't, hmm (Uh-uh)
I'm a freak bitch (Freak bitch), I'm a freak bitch (Freak bitch)
Tongue out with my hands on my knees, bitch (Yeah, ah)
I'm a freak bitch (Baow, baow), I'm a freak bitch (Baow, baow)
Tongue out with my hands on my knees, bitch (Baow, baow)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them? Where them? (Ayy, ayy)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Ah)
Where them—? Where them—? (Ayy)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy (Wow)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin' (Wow)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin' (Baow, baow)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin' (Wow)
Do your dance, hit that ho
Tap your friend, hit that ho
Smack her ass, hit that ho
Yeah, hit that ho
See your opp, hit that ho
Make it pop, hit that ho
Make it drop, hit that ho
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Broke His Heart lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Real hot girl shit, ah
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Ah-huh, huh, huh
Ayy
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (Broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (Broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (And his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (Ayy)
This pussy got grip (Yeah), pussy made him trick (Ah)
This pussy here turn a real nigga to a bitch (To a bitch)
I'ma buss it on his face (Bah), leave it on his lips (Bah, bah)
Pussy so good, take a nigga out the mix (Ayy)
Pussy so good, took that nigga from his bitch (Took him from his bitch)
Pussy fire, made that man forget about his kids (Forget about his kids)
Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs, ayy (Put it in my ribs)
Grab my throat and tie up my wrists (Ayy)
Freaked out, love a man that pull up with a bitch (Ah)
What I'm doin' on the 'Gram, I can do on the dick (On the dick)
Do a split on it (Yeah), suck and spit on it
Eat it with your grill on before I sit on it (Ah)
Smack my ass, pull my hair
Love to be handled, not with care
That's my dick and I don't share
Hope you bitches all aware (Hope you bitches all aware)
When I suck it, I ain't comin' up for air
Hope you could handle all this shape, 'cause I ain't fuckin' with no squares
I like my nigga to be rich with a real long dick
They be braggin' 'bout the Stallion 'cause they know a bitch lit ('Cause they know a bitch lit)
Fuck the short talk, I like my nigga 6'6"
And I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that can't keep his lips zipped (Ayy)
Where the hoes at? (Yeah) Where the baddies? (Where the baddies?)
I'm done fuckin' rap niggas, where the athletes? (Ah)
That be ballin' on they bitch like they ballin' for the Knicks
Yeah, I got my own crib, but I be all up in his shit
My pockets in shape (Yup), body in shape (Baow)
Booty so nice, bitches think my shit fake (Bitches think my shit fake)
I like girls and I like niggas (Yeah), both of 'em gettin' ate (Ah)
And when he slip it in, that pussy feel great (Ah)
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (Broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (Broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (And his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (Ayy)
This pussy got grip (Yeah), pussy made him trick (Ah)
This pussy here turn a real nigga to a bitch (To a bitch)
Buss it on his face (Bah), leave it on his lips (Bah, bah)
Pussy so good, take a nigga out the mix (Ayy)
Pussy-pussy so good, took that nigga from his bitch (Took him from his bitch)
Pussy fire, made that man forget about his kids (Forget about his kids)
Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs, ayy (Put it in my ribs)
Grab my throat and tie up my wrists
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
B.A.S. lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Kyle Richh)
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ayy
That ain't my bae, he really more like my bidet
He like to wake up with ass in his face (Ass in his face)
He told me turn around, spread that shit open, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Only time I'ma obey (Ah)
Loaner, if I'm in your business, I'm the owner
Bitch, and I always want smoke like a stoner
Too busy tryna fit in bitches' circle
Found out nobody was in my corner (Ayy)
I'm not the one to be textin' back slow
Hmm, don't let me get in that mode, ayy (Get in that mode)
You got 'bout ten minutes tops, hmm (Yeah, yeah)
Then I'm finna go be a ho (Mwah, ah)
To death, if heart is a rock, I ain't touched 'em (I ain't touched 'em)
I'm actin' like I ain't know him in public (Fuck that)
You probably treatin' him like he a prize (Him?)
Me, I treat him like he disgustin'
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my nigga
Knowin' you still with your bitch
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Both ain't shit, both ain't shit
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Ah
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit (Ayy)
He lyin' to me when he know he ain't got to (Know he ain't got to)
When I'm with my nigga, I block you (Block you)
Been fuckin' for years, you know what it is (Yeah, yeah)
You know what I want when I call you (Brrt)
Hoes ain't spare me, why would I spare them? (Spare them?)
With a bad bitch, I'm not sharin' him (Ah)
Ayy, we ain't together, but we together
I hope nobody don't catch us (Ayy)
Every move that I make is a topic (Topic)
If they catch you with Megan, you poppin' (Poppin')
If you fuckin' me good, I'm a faucet
From the back, know he wish he could pause it (Ah)
He ain't my only man, camera roll lookin' like OnlyFans
Eat this shit up like you know this your only chance
Scared I'ma fuck with your nigga, you know I can
Said I'm the wettest, I told him, "I know I am"
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my nigga
Knowin' you still with your bitch
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Both ain't shit, both ain't shit
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
She lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to her
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Guess we both ain't shit (He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him)
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit (Ah)
She lyin' to me, stop lyin' to me
That boy you fuckin' not hotter than me
Bitch, don't come cryin' to me (He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him)
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit (What the fuck?)
Who the fuck you was with last night? (Who?)
Don't care, so you don't gotta lie (I don't)
Know she miss me, she got too much pride
She be missin' the way that I grip on her thighs (Like damn)
New hair, let me see it in person
You look good to the world, but to me, you is perfect (Perfect)
Big butt, need you to curve it
I'm in her body like I was a surgeon (Surgeon)
Come in, need you to work it
Two twin thots in the back of the Challenger (Like damn)
And she mop bro cup like a janitor
Late-night freak, can't fuck with an amateur (I can't)
Real love, I don't get it a lot (I don't)
Searchin' for love, I'm a scavenger (Please)
I can't fuck no thot
Need me a baddie like Megan Thee Stallion (Like that)
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my nigga
Knowin' you still with your bitch
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Both ain't shit, both ain't shit
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Ah
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Fuck it, guess we both ain't shit
Otaku Hot Girl lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
I like a tall woman with a nice big ass (Haha)
Just sayin'
Like Grammy winner, Megan Thee Stallion
(B-B-Bankroll got it)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (Hey, hey)
Just landed in Kyoto (Yeah, yeah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local
Arigato
Arigato (Ah, y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (All my photos)
Just landed in Kyoto (Hey, hey, hey, mwah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local (Hey, hey)
Arigato
Arigato (Y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos) Hm, ayy
White wig on, bitch, I'm finna go Gojo (Yeah, yeah)
Talk 'bout Megan, you know I'm the proto' (Proto')
I get to trendin' off every new photo
Want this horse on his chest like a Polo (Ah)
Niggas bow down when I pop out like Sukuna
Eatin' these rap bitches, that get me booted up (Hey)
Switchin' my flow up, it feel like it's two of us
If I let Tina out, that's a coup de grâce
Sexy jutsu, I feel like Naruto
Bitches think they better than me, I'm like, "Nah, ho" (Nah, ho, uh)
Fightin' demons in my head like I'm Itadori (Itadori)
Bitches borin', without Megan, wouldn't have a story
Ayy, cowboy hat with the chaps
Real hot girl shit, put it on the map
Everybody know Tina Snow is the mack
All of these niggas be feelin' attached
I'm not finna argue with a Sasuke avi'
Incel mad, I'm a weeb and a baddie
Y'all niggas be my biggest haters
Knowin' if we met, you'll fold like paper
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (Hey, hey)
Just landed in Kyoto (Yeah, yeah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local
Arigato
Arigato (Ah, y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (All my photos)
Just landed in Kyoto (Hey, hey, hey, mwah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local (Hey, hey)
Arigato
Arigato (Y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos) Hm, hm, ayy
Bad bitch with a lil' drama
It's an old nigga somewhere cryin' 'bout it
Whoop-whoop, pull that ass over
Finna stress him out and have him woosahin'
I'm the sensei or the senpai
The one hoes wanna be just like
Ass still on Texas
But my waist in a European size
Chou ii onna
When I walk by, they stop
He don't run from me
'Cause he wanna get caught in my domain expansion
Hoes want my technique, couldn't be like me
With a Sasuke sharingan
Bitch, they not pro-you, they anti-me
You'll never be famous
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (Hey, hey)
Just landed in Kyoto (Yeah, yeah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local
Arigato
Arigato (Ah, y'all can't touch me like Gojo, B-B-Bankroll got it)
(Look good in all my photos)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (All my photos)
Just landed in Kyoto (Hey, hey, hey, mwah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local (Hey, hey)
Arigato
Arigato (Y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos)
Find Out lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
12:09
30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga
Hm, yeah, I'm tryna find out
Get up in these insides, don't worry 'bout my ring size
Laid out on his king-size, like, "How the fuck we get here?"
How I go from ghosting you to makin' that dick disappear?
I'm tryna fuck around and find out (Yeah), let me know what's up
Keep givin' me them eyes (Yeah), boy, I'm tryna fuck
Your bitch tryna catch a fade 'cause I caught a nut (Ba-ba-baow)
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
Uh, it ain't personal (Nope)
I can't let him get no ammo in his arsenal (Nope)
Ain't no pictures in his mirror, ain't no lashes on his sink
If a bitch come over here, she ain't gon' never know 'bout me
Cut the neck off (Hm), Wizard Kelly with it
I got a mansion, but fuck it, we in a telly with it
He eatin' vegan pussy (Ah), he eatin' healthy with it
Make the pussy smile, told him, "Take a selfie with it" (Yeah, ah)
Hm, yeah, I'm tryna find out
Get up in these insides, don't worry 'bout my ring size
Laid out on his king-size, like, "How the fuck we get here?"
How I go from ghosting you to makin' that dick disappear?
I'm tryna fuck around and find out (Yeah), let me know what's up
Keep givin' me them eyes (Yeah), boy, I'm tryna fuck
Your bitch tryna catch a fade 'cause I caught a nut (Ba-ba-baow)
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh (Ayy, look)
Y'all hoes do the most and get less, bet the same nigga you bug is my pest
Before I get played, I play with myself, cross me, I don't care, I'm still blessed
Why you stalk a bitch you don't miss? 222, he tryna give tip
Yeah, he might be ringing your line, but I'm still the one he misses
We gon' fuck around and have to run it back, you lookin' good, I need some of that (Yeah)
Like he got a collar on, I'ma always know where my dog at
Give me backshots in the kitchen, we both cummin' while we kissin'
He say, "Damn, this shit hittin', I see why these niggas trippin'" (Ah)
Hm, yeah, I'm tryna find out
Get up in these insides, don't worry 'bout my ring size
Laid out on his king-size, like, "How the fuck we get here?"
How I go from ghosting you to makin' that dick disappear?
I'm tryna fuck around a find out (Yeah), let me know what's up
Keep givin' me them eyes (Yeah), boy, I'm tryna fuck
Your bitch tryna catch a fade 'cause I caught a nut (Ba-ba-baow)
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
I'm tryna fuck around and find out, let me know what's up (Ah, 12:09)
30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga
BOA lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ayy
I be showin' my ass, they mad, huh? (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches is bitter, they thought it was sweet (Thought it was sweet)
All the sudden, they vegan, they don't want beef
Talkin' outta veeners, I'm knockin' out teeth
I pop shit, they went pop (Yeah)
They bought Birkins, I bought stock (I bought stock)
They still on a boat, I'm on a yacht (Ah)
They takin' shots, I'm takin' spots (Ah, ah)
I see the shade, then they get blocked
They see the chain, then they went blind, yeah
I know I'm different, I'm one of a kind
I took off on bitches and left 'em behind
How do you hate me if I'm on your mind?
Sendin' me messages, ain't Valentine
Bitches is messy, but I'm petty
Don't gotta edit, check the Getty
I keep it real, I keep it sexy
Callin' for backup before they address me
Hoes do all of that typin'
But never once did I get pressed
It's obvious bitches obsessed
If it's fuck me, then we havin' sex (Ah)
If I pop back, then they go (Uh-oh)
Bitch, your time up (Ah)
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock (Yeah, yeah)
These bitches only hot on (Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock), yeah
Bitches doin' all that womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, your time up, why is you not clockin' out?
Doin' shit for TikTok (Yeah), bitch, I'm really hip-hop (Ah, ah)
They all know my shit hot, ain't listen when your shit drop
All my diamonds dancin', I ain't need to make no TikTok (Baow, baow, ah)
Bitch, your time up (Yeah)
Ayy, hair long, money long (Money long), countin' up for hours (Countin' up for hours)
I don't want no minute-man, fuck me for some hours, ayy
Chains wet (Wet), I'm in love with money showers, ayy
Doo-doo-doo, I love the sound of money counters, ah
Boy, I'm a player, not a savior
Niggas and purses, I got every flavor (Got every flavor)
Take a picture, I pose for the haters
Showin' my ass like adult entertainers
From the back, he can tell I'm from Texas (Baow)
Yellow diamonds in my necklace (In my necklace)
Just crossed another opp off the checklist
Spankin' these rap bitches, yeah, that's my fetish
He do what I tell him (What I tell him), I do what I wanna do (Wanna do)
All that fuckin' talkin', but let's see who really make a move (Make a move)
Post a picture, bitches call me mother, now who's sonnin' who?
Bitch, your time up (Ah)
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock (Yeah, yeah)
These bitches only hot on (Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock), yeah
Bitches doin' all that womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, your time up, why is you not clockin' out?
Doin' shit for TikTok (Yeah), bitch, I'm really hip-hop (Ah, ah)
They all know my shit hot, ain't listen when your shit drop
All my diamonds dancin', I ain't need to make no TikTok (Baow, baow, ah)
Bitch, your time up (Yeah, yeah)
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Mamushi lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Yuki Chiba)
(Koshy Attsū)
Watashi wa sutā
Sutā mīgan
Ah
Yūki Chiba
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
Okane kasegu orera wa sutā
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutā
Sutā, sutā, sutā, sutā, kirakira
Watashi wa sutā (Real hot girl shit)
He know who I am, ain't had to say my name
Stack it up like Tetris but this money ain't a game
Watashi, kawaii ī karada
Drinkin' out the bottle, gettin' twisted, maruchan
Big exotic, Hermes, this a croc'
Watch too expensive, ain't no way I'm gettin' clocked
I think I'm so sexy, every shirt I own is cropped
So many karats, diamonds do the bunny hop (Ah)
In the US or Japan, if he meet me, he gon' bow
I got yen for your friends, if they pretty bring 'em out
Goin' dumb in Madam Woo, pourin' sake in they mouth
Told him put me on his plate, bring them chopsticks to the south
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
Okane kasegu orera wa sutā
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutā
Sutā, sutā, sutā, sutā, kirakira
Watashi wa sutā
Nagareru hoshi-tachi doko ni mukau?
Mata negai kanaenagara kurasu
Juerī mi ni tsuketa mama utau
Sutā-tachi ga atsumatta sutajio
Yonayona sake takusan narabu ajito
Sakki made roppongi de shūroku rajio
Sokkara terebi satsuei suru hashigo
Kamera-tachi oikake teru oretachi o
Daisuki pikapika no daiya
Kurai toko kagayai teru maiban
Nice to meet you suru aisatsu
I'm so happy arigatai na
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
Okane kasegu orera wa sutā
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutā
Sutā, sutā, sutā, sutā, kirakira
Watashi wa sutā
[Japanese:]
(Koshy アッツー)
私は スター
スター ミーガン
Ah
雄喜 千葉
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
お金 稼ぐ 俺らは スター
お金 稼ぐ 私は スター
スター、スター、スター、スター、キラキラ
私は スター (Real hot girl shit)
He know who I am, ain't had to say my name
Stack it up like Tetris but this money ain't a game
私、可愛い いい体
Drinkin' out the bottle, gettin' twisted, maruchan
Big exotic, Hermes, this a croc'
Watch too expensive, ain't no way I'm gettin' clocked
I think I'm so sexy, every shirt I own is cropped
So many karats, diamonds do the bunny hop (Ah)
In the US or Japan, if he meet me, he gon' bow
I got yen for your friends, if they pretty bring 'em out
Goin' dumb in Madam Woo, pourin' sake in they mouth
Told him put me on his plate, bring them chopsticks to the south
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
お金 稼ぐ 俺らは スター
お金 稼ぐ 私は スター
スター、スター、スター、スター、キラキラ
私は スター
流れる 星たち どこに向かう？
また 願い叶えながら暮らす
ジュエリー身につけたまま歌う
スター達が集まったスタジオ
夜な夜な酒たくさん並ぶアジト
さっきまで六本木で収録ラジオ
そっからテレビ撮影するはしご
カメラたち追いかけてる俺たちを
大好きピカピカのダイヤ
暗いとこ輝いてる毎晩
Nice to meet you する挨拶
I'm so happy ありがたいな
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
お金 稼ぐ 俺らは スター
お金 稼ぐ 私は スター
スター、スター、スター、スター、キラキラ
私は スター
[English translation:]
(Koshy Atsuu)
I am a star
Star, Megan Thee Stallion
Ah
Yuki Chiba
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
We earn money, we're stars
I earn money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, sparkling
I am a star
He know who I am, ain't had to say my name
Stack it up like Tetris but this money ain't a game
I'm cute, got a nice body
Drinkin' out the bottle, gettin' twisted, Maruchan
Big exotic, Hermes, this a croc'
Watch too expensive, ain't no way I'm gettin' clocked
I think I'm so sexy, every shirt I own is cropped
So many karats, diamonds do the bunny hop (Ah)
In the US or Japan, if he meet me, he gon' bow
I got yen for your friends, if they pretty bring 'em out
Goin' dumb in Madam Woo, pourin' sake in they mouth
Told him put me on his plate, bring them chopsticks to the south
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
We earn money, we're stars
I earn money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, sparkling
I am a star
Where are the flowing stars heading?
Living while granting wishes once again
Singing with jewelry on
The stars gathered in the studio
Night after night, lots of alcohol at the hideout
Just finished recording on the radio in Roppongi
Then off to do TV shoots
Cameras chasing after us on ladders
Love the shiny diamonds
They shine in the dark every night
Greeting with a "Nice to meet you"
I'm so happy, grateful
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
We earn money, we're stars
I earn money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, sparkling
I am a star
Accent lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. GloRilla)
Yeah, keep tellin' yourself I ain't the shit, bitch, maybe one day you'll believe it
Hm (GloRilla)
Real hot girl shit (Ah, ayy)
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent)
And niggas love that shit (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (Ah)
I keep a nigga in his feelings (Ooh), I wake up pissin' off bitches (Ah)
They all be talkin' to the wall (Yeah), I make 'em question they existence (Yeah, huh)
If gettin' money was a sport, I'm showin' out at the Olympics (Okay, okay, okay)
Next nigga I make famous, I'm collectin' my comission (Comission)
Bitch, I'm thicker than your bifocals (Ah, ah, ah), all my denim be double-knitted
Boy, I'm thicker than your bloodline, thicker than a Popeye's biscuit (Ah)
Waist slim, ass fat, the ratio is so scientific (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You would think that "through thick and thin" was a phrase that I invented (Hm)
On they neck like a Dallas shag, talk shit like I'm Pimp Chad (Hm)
Since Chanel went up on the price, I know hoes ain't got this bag (I know hoes ain't got this bag)
They dick ride, then they start dissin', I ain't fuckin' with the ass-kissin' (No)
What the fuck is hoes talkin' 'bout? (Uh) Lookin' for me? I was never missin' (Ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent)
And niggas love that shit (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (Yeah, ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (Yeah, accent)
And niggas love that shit (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Hello?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy (GloRilla, woo)
Until he met a country bitch (Ah)
Whatever I do be cool, niggas love a Memphis bitch (On God)
Anything I do gon' turn him on, I do some simple shit (Facts)
You gon' let that nigga do whatever 'cause you a simple bitch (Ho)
I do what these niggas do, I don't tolerate no hypocrites (The fuck?)
I'ma throw an R in any word that got a U in it (Hey)
Why you keep on rappin' 'bout that switch when you ain't usin' it? (Nah, I'm sayin')
My nigga caught me cheatin', I told him, "Bae, I was just usin' him" (For real)
He told me hit his line whenever I need him, so I'm abusin' it (Haha)
True Religion, I feel like a stallion, horseshoes on my ass (Woo)
It's been two years, why you still speakin' on me? Ho, I know you mad (Haha)
He never had no country bitch, he say he wanna try him one (Ayy)
He like the way I pronounce Cuban, told that nigga buy me one (On God, God)
I'm thicker than my accent (My accent)
And niggas love that shit
Pretend that he don't understand me (Huh)
So we can talk again (Woo)
You don't look as good as me (Bitch)
So, bitch, don't call me twin
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (Ayy)
I'm the one hoes tryna be (Yup), Big Ben couldn't clock the tea (Ah)
Put a Scat Pack in a bitch back (Ho), bet she still couldn't keep up with me (Woah, woah, woah)
Shoot my shot at you if I want you, I don't give a fuck 'bout your ho (Uh)
To be honest, these niggas bitches, I'm the realest nigga that I know (Ayy, on God)
I just smoked with my lil' sis and I'm at your door with it (Ho), right or wrong (Ha)
From the M to the H with it (Yeah, yeah), they know what the fuck goin' on (Go, go, go)
Ain't no room up in this club, all my ass done took it up (Woah)
They don't know if it's for the strippers or all 'em ones they threw for us (Ha)
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent, yeah)
And niggas love that shit (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (Yeah, ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (Yeah, accent)
And niggas love that shit (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Hello?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (Hey, ah)
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