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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