Megan Thee Stallion Lyrics

Running Up Freestyle lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

He's on fire

Hot girl, hot girl, hot girl

If they say I ain’t the baddest then the motherfuckers lied

How you riding on a nigga who be asking for a ride?

Okay, running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall

Running from his bitch, he gon' come when I call

If it ain’t 'bout money, then you know I ain't involved

Worry 'bout these motherfucking haters, not at all

Nine times out of ten, I'm the realest bitch you know

If you ain't want a pimp, then what you fucking with me for?

If you balling and you know it, then let the money show

If he acting scared to spend it, I'ma show him to the door

Okay, now shake with it, shake-da-shake with it

And if the beat live, you know LilJu made it

And when I pop it, he get stiffer than some fake titties

And don't be worried ’bout who I’m fucking 'cause you can’t hit it

Yeah, running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall

If I'm with your daddy, then you know we at the mall

If I'm with a nigga, then you know I’m in them drawers

You let a broke nigga talk you out the jaws

I don't even chase liquor, why would I chase a nigga?

He say I should be nicer, well your dick should be bigger

He said, "You better be good by the way that you bragging?

I hit him back and told him, "Well, that just depend who you asking"

I got an ex who say he gon' leave his new bitch whenever I call him

Got an ex that say that every time he see me it's gon' be problems

Got an ex that's on his homeboy IG tryna stalk me out

Got an ex that miss it so bad, probably praying for me now, ayy

Running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall

In the Gucci store, finna tear that bitch down

Money on my phone, yeah, like collect calls (Hello?)

Pussy like a drug, and he having withdrawals

Ayy, money, money, I need more

Get it, get it, watch me go

I be outdoing these bitches, I'm like Michael, they Tito

Not the one to compete with

You don't want it with me, bitch

göt2b Glued can't save you

When I come for your hairdo

Got the moves like I'm Rigu

Yellow diamonds, Pikachu

When I switch my hair to blonde

I'm finna turn up like Goku

I go crazy in this bitch

I go crazy in the booth

He go crazy when he see me

And his girl go crazy too

And this pussy so wet, might have to eat it with a spoon

Always in bikini bottoms 'cause I got that goo lagoon

I don't wanna fuck him if he telling me what he do not

I will come over and spin it on your head like bantu knots, ah

Running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall

I be off that Henn', so you know I'm off the wall

Bitch, I ain't the one so watch your motherfucking mouth

Hot Girl Meg from the motherfucking South, ah

EP: Tina Snow (2018)

WTF I Want lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(DJ Chose)

Ay!

First of all, I'm from Houston

Picky bitch, I'm choosy

Feel like it - I'ma do it (Uh!)

New-new with the new shit (Muah!)

I do what the fuck I want, when the fuck I want (Uh!)

Bitch, don't like me all you want, run up - bet you won't (Uh!)

(Houston, we have a problem)

(Hey, yeah)

Bitch, don't like me all you want, run up - bet you don't (Uh)

(Five, four, three, two, one)

Ay, ay

Do what I want and you do what you can

That's why I'm breaking your man (Huh)

Today I woke up in my act (Huh)

Look at these bitches they whack (Ugh)

Now look at Megan - she bad (Ay)

Niggas in love with this ass (Ay)

Ride you, ride you like a beat

Want me next to you like I'm B (Huh)

College girl like Moesha (Uh)

With titties like Mia Khalifa (Woo!)

I need to run up a bag quick

I need to hit me a new lick

I told these hoes quit fucking these tricks (Ugh)

I get that money not giving up shit!

Getting my motherfucking money on (Yeah)

And I ain't coming if the money wrong (Nope)

Bitches hate me like I've done them wrong (What?)

Talking shit, but they ain't coming wrong

Do we have a problem bitch? (Do we?)

With your nigga, probably, bitch

You soft and I'm solid, bitch

Walk in, look like money, bitch

I do what the fuck I want, when the fuck I want (Ay)

Bitch, don't like me all you want, run up - bet you won't

(Bet you won't)

Man, I'm on these bitches necks like a fucking charm (Fucking charm)

Make a nigga come quick like I fucking owe him (Ah)

Look like I belong in a pageant

Most of these bitches look like they done had it

I know I'm pretty, but shit could get ratchet

Pull up with niggas that's full of that action (Huh)

He think my hustle attractive (Uh)

Thumbin' through money romantic (Ay)

Ride on the dick how I dance (Uh)

Your bitch only fuck on her back (Ew)

I be talking to him reckless when I'm super faded

I told that nigga, "eat this pussy like your mama made it" (Uh)

Sitting on your bae face, I'm the 'bae-by' sitter (Uh)

If you knew the bitch was lame, why you fucking with her? (Uh)

I want that face like a book (Uh)

Get in your mouth like I cook (Uh)

Butt naked serving him looks (Uh)

I got the girls and they shook (Uh)

Really go harder than hoes (Uh)

Harder than some of your Bros (Uh)

She wanna be me, I know it (Uh)

He let this pussy control him (Uh)

Ay, ay, yeah

Young Tina Snow

Going hard on a hoe (Ah)

Ay, ay

And I'm still running through the mall with your motherfucking Daddy (Ah, ah, ah)

Hot Girl lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Yeah, yeah

I put that 15-0-1 chain around my neck and now it's lit, ay!

All the hot girls make it pop, pop, pop (Pop, pop)

Bad bitches with the bag say "ah-ya-ya"

If he ain't talking 'bout no money tell him "bye, bye, bye" (Boy bye!)

And if you see a mad hoe tell her "hah hah hah"

Hey!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe

Don't get mad hoe, fuck a broke hoe

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe

Spicy, pricey

Neck and wrist icy

Bitch it's money-making Megan, hoe - she like me

I rode it, a soldier

A hot girl, he want it

Pull up in that 'Masera', getting top on lock (Skrr)

They still tryna find a thang that I can't do

I told her "If you go against me, you a damn fool!" (Bitch you dumb)

But keep talking 'bout me, bitch, that's all you can do (Oh, okay!)

But keep my cat up out ya mouth, cause that's ya man's food

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (She like 'what?')

I know you crunk, but lil' bih, please watch my shoes (Goddamn!)

I'm not the DJ but I will make ya body move (Goddamn!)

Watch ya' mouth before I leave here with your boo

All the hot girls make it pop, pop, pop

Bad bitches with the bag say "ah-ya-ya"

If he ain't talking 'bout no money tell him "bye, bye, bye" (Boy bye!)

And if you see a mad hoe tell her "hah-hah-hah"

Hey!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, fuck a broke hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Lil' thundercat, throw it back - he can't handle that

I'on want to talk unless a nigga finna throw a stack

Bad attitude, but I'm cute so he call me back

I'mma need that head, give me neck like a vertebra

Check my body

Oochie wally, where ya' wallet?

If I take yo' nigga it's nothing you can do about it (Not at all)

I'm the fucking hottie

I'm not yo' momma or your partner, so don't play with me

Bitch, I'm from Texas, we get rowdy

I got my hands up on my knees

I'm 'bout to work him out his jeans

He get behind me, I'mma QB throw it back and wide receive

Yo' nigga wish he had me

Boy yo' BM ashy

And I'm cocoa-buttered down

Pretty brown, Bad B

Ay!

All the hot girls make it pop, pop, pop

Bad bitches with the bag say "ah-ya-ya"

If he ain't talking 'bout no money tell him "bye, bye, bye" (Boy bye!)

And if you see a mad hoe tell her "hah-hah-hah"

Hey!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, fuck a broke hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

I can make ya' man do what I want him to do

Cause when he seen me, he ain't want to fuck with you

I point down at this candy, told him what he finna chew

And tease you with the nigga

Nah nee, nah nee, boo-boo

I want some money, yeah, I want some money

And he gone bring it to Megan, do what I say like it's Mommy

I wrap that dick like a mummy, he do not run when I'm cumming

He open up and he catch it

He suck these titties, these legends

I throw that booty, he fetch it

This pussy really a present

I got the Michael, that Thriller

These bitches hiding they niggas

I got that 'Now' and that 'Later'

He gone eat through the paper

He tryna eat through these panties

He bob his head like it's jammin'

All the hot girls make it pop, pop, pop

Bad bitches with the bag say "ah-ya-ya"

If he ain't talking 'bout no money tell him "bye, bye, bye" (Boy bye!)

And if you see a mad hoe tell her "hah-hah-hah"

Hey!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, fuck a broke hoe!

Don't get mad hoe, get a bag hoe!

Ah!

Good At lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(MCV, bitch...)

(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, and fuck you!)

Aye, aye, posing, drinking all the bottles of Patron and

Drive these niggas crazy cause they know they can't control me

A hottie, a model body, super Armani, I'm shining

If you looking, ain't that hard to find me

Yeah, Stalli is a player

I make these niggas toes curl like my baby hair

I get up on the drink and get to feeling on myself

Bad bitches singing all my songs like a prayer

I'ma super bad bitch and I only hang around with other bad bitches

Everywhere I go, I gotta take a damn pic

Turn around, look back, I get ratchet

Taking selfies, really trying to fix my lipstick

I love myself but niggas say I'm hard to deal with

I'm still hotter than them hoes that you chill with

And I could pull any nigga on some chill shit

And that's some real shit

I ain't choose being player, being player chose me (Hey!)

And no I ain't committed but I'm never lonely (Hey!)

I gotta keep these motherfucking haters off me (Hey!)

Don't be acting fly when you know you goofy (Hey!)

Tell me where it's good at

Tell me where the fly niggas in the hood at

Aye, fuck the club where the kickback

Aye, is that the 'yac lemme get that

Aye, somebody tell me where the boss be

Can you keep those broke motherfuckers off me

And I only keep the baddest bitches 'round me

Drop a yellow, redbone, and a bunny where it's sunny (Hey!)

Gucci on my coochie, glitter on my body

Everybody wanna do me

A hood Mona Lisa, figure like somebody drew it

If I introduced you to this pussy, nigga you gon' chew it

Rub your waves while I do it

I know bitches I've influenced, I look different they congruent

Post a pic up on the 'gram, then my DMs get to boomin'

They be “Baby, what you doing? Can I fly you out to Europe? Do your pussy taste like gum 'cause I'm really trying to chew it?”

Hit 'em back like, “Who you bank with? Do you got a lady and if you do can you still deposit my money safely?”

He watching all my videos just to watch me shake it

Never thought the nigga had a seizure, why he shaking?

Lemme wrap my legs around you keep you warmer than a blanket

Drive around the world, city to city, let you spank it

Posing for your picture cause I know you wanna take it

Tell the world you're mine, put it in them bitches faces

Tell the world you're mine, put it in them bitches faces

Tell the world you're mine, put it in them bitches faces

Tell me where it's good at

Tell me where the fly niggas in the hood at

Aye, fuck the club where the kickback

Aye, is that the 'yac lemme get that

Aye, somebody tell me where the boss be

Can you keep those broke motherfuckers off me

And I only keep the baddest bitches 'round me

Drop a yellow, redbone, and a bunny where it's sunny (Hey!)

Voguing, party with my bitches 'til the morning

Working every angle cause they love to catch me posing

A slick ponytail with a tight outfit

But why cover up with a body this sick?

And why you like to Facetime when I'm this lit?

I think it turn you on when I'm talking my shit

I ain't talking rapping when I say I like to hear you spit

You ain't talking sauce when you say you like to see it drip

I will never bust it open for no broke dick

I don't hang with bitches I ain't getting money with

Middle finger out the window when they lane switch

I know I'm handling my business when they talk shit

And my ex nigga always trying to take it there

He used to play me now he told me I ain't playing fair

Oh, so you want me now that you know I don't want you here

You just be calling me to say shit I don't wanna hear (Aha)

You just be calling me to say shit I don't wanna hear (Aha)

You just be calling me to say shit I don't wanna hear

Tell me where it's good at

Tell me where the fly niggas in the hood at

Aye, fuck the club where the kickback

Aye, is that the 'yac lemme get that

Aye, somebody tell me where the boss be

Can you keep those broke motherfuckers off me

And I only keep the baddest bitches 'round me

Drop a yellow, redbone, and a bunny where it's sunny (Aha, aha)

Aye, aye, I ain't choose being player, being player chose me

Aye, don't be acting fly when you know you goofy

Freak Nasty lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(Freak, freak, freak nasty, ah...)

I'm running through your nigga house like a Tomb Raider

You got a pass around nigga, he a hot potato

I told him, "Eat it or get out! That's your ultimatum"

"But stop licking my pussy hard, that shit aggravating"

Uh, he ain't mine, I just let him eat me out from time to time

Call that pussy pootie tang, 'cause I got the runny kine

He can't compare me to none of these bitches

I got that Beyoncé, that Dreamgirl, that listen

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Go a couple rounds and leave that dick up in a casket

I ain't wanna take the nigga from you it just happened

You know I ain't cum boy if you had to ask me

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Lick on my hand, then I put it in his pants

Get to playing with that cock and make that motherfucker, (BAM!)

And I walk and I talk like a pimp 'cause I am

Parlez-vous français? Tell my pussy "hey" (Oh la-la)

Fancy top, give me head in a beret (Oh la-la)

Stormy Daniels, head from the head of state

Twee lee lee, make it clap on his face, ay

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Ain't gone get no pussy, but he hoping that he do

Walking all over the nigga, so he buy me all my shoes

Quit calling him a trick if he only buy your food, ay

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Ice on my neck, let it drip down my chest

Look at this motherfucking money make me wet

Rich bitch pussy only cum for a check

My contact list look like the yellow pages

I don't save these niggas names, I remember faces

And I ain't fucked you in a minute, why you still claim me?

Bet if he ever hit this pussy he gone still stalk me

And if you got a new bitch why you still callin'?

And I look better than that hoe that's why she made you block me

I like to show for them haters talking bad about me

Tryin hard to find a flaw, but you still watching

Hey

Freak nasty motherfucker

Kiss with the tongue

I don't wanna fuck the nigga if he ain't hung

He a lotta fun if he eat it night one

If he got a lotta funds, I'ma hit it like "uh!"

Money make me cum, tryna get me some

Looking at these numbers on my checks like "uh!"

Versace hottie, uh

Creole mami, huh

She gone fucking run

But the Stalli giddy up

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Go a couple rounds and leave that dick up in a casket

(Ay, ay, casket)

I ain't wanna take the nigga from you it just happened

You know I ain't cum boy if you had to ask me

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Lick on my hand, then I put it in his pants

Get to playing with that cock and make that motherfucker BAM

And I walk and I talk like a pimp 'cause I am

Pussy wet

Diamonds on my neck

I'm a hot girl, so I make these niggas sweat

If you fucking with me, then you're fucking with the best

If he say he a dog, I'ma treat him like a pet

Jimmy John neck, told him "give it to me quick"

Talkin' like you love me? Nobody, Keith Sweat

Rich bitch pussy, I can take you outta debt

(Outta debt)

Rich bitch pussy only cum for a check, aah

Ah

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Go a couple rounds leave that dick up in a casket

(In a casket)

Ay, ay, ay

Freak, freak, freak, freak nasty

(Oh, oh ah!)

Freak, freak, freak, freak nasty

Ah

Freak, freak, freak nasty

Cognac Queen lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(MCV, bitch...)

I'm in my yac

I wanna dance

I'm on that yac

I wanna dance

Come get yo' man

Before I put him in a trance

I'm in my yac

I'm on that yac

I wanna dance

Come get ya man

Come get ya man

I'm lookin' paid and pretty (Yeah)

Hair hanging down to my back (Huh!)

I put it on him last night (Woo!)

He calling me back to back (Hey, hey)

Bitch this is a new outfit (Yeah)

Turn to the back for a pic (Huh!)

Cognac Queen, I'm lit (Woo!)

Henn dawg, henn dawg, henn dawg, henn dawg

She pulling up with a forty (A forty)

I'm pulling up with a shortie (A shortie)

I'm fresh off the plane, I'm imported (Imported)

I'm fucking a baller, we courted

I'm making it clap, he record it (Damn)

And he keep on making them noises (Yeah)

Damn, fuck, shit… Ooh (Fuck, oh)

Drop me a pin where you at

I'm gonna come round like a lac (Like a lac)

I get in my yac on that yac

He call me Megan the Mack

It's turning him on how I rap

He doggin' it out, make it fat

He tell me "Girl, you the best"

But I already know what I am

You know I only wanna

Come over put it on him

I got that woah-na-na

He drink that shit like water

I got that supernova

That super grip, that choker

I got that get yo bitch

Tell her I'm coming over

I'm in my yac

I wanna dance

I'm on that yac

I wanna dance

Come get yo' man

Before I put him in a trance

I'm in my yac

I'm on that yac

I wanna dance

Come get ya man

Come get ya man

Ay, ay, yeah, Cognac Queen, huh, Cognac Queen, ay

Fuck is you saying, fuck do you mean

I get on that yac and I lean, ay

Cognac Queen, uh, Cognac Queen, huh

Together, forever when we on that drink

Fuck it, I don't wanna think

Top down when I ride (Down when I ride)

Getting high like a fire (High like a fire)

Bitch, I pull up on ya boo (Bitch, I pull up on ya boo)

Tell his ass get inside

Let a real bitch slide (Let a real bitch slide)

Got him drinking out the fire (Yeah)

He know I'm dropping that game

But I'm not gone tell him a lie

Drank, drank, I been drankin'

I hit you up when I'm faded

I know you tired of me playin'

Call you back to back, call you back

'Til you call me, call me back baby

I know it's late, you been waiting

My cognac kisses make you crazy

These other bitches can't fade me

You look good, you look good to me

Give me hug, it feel good to me

Hold me up, you too good to me

Cut 'em off, I know you would for me

He like damn, goddamn girl

You should let me gone be ya man girl

He know I only agree

When I'm getting full of the drink

Went Courvoisier crazy

Got him thinking he my baby

Don't care what he saying (No)

I'm speaking all body language (Body)

Fall in love would be dangerous (Yeah)

Fuck you like I've been dranking (Uh)

Cognac on my blankets (Yeah)

Real bitches don't fake it, ay, ay

I'm in my yac

I wanna dance

I'm on that yac

I wanna dance

Come get ya man

Before I put him in a trance

I'm in my yac

I'm on that yac

I wanna dance

Come get ya man

Come get ya man

Yeah, Cognac Queen, huh, Cognac Queen, ay

Fuck is you saying, fuck do you mean

I get on that yac and I lean

Ay, Cognac Queen, huh, Cognac Queen, yeah

Together, forever when we on that drink

Fuck it, I don't wanna think

Drank, drank, I been drankin'

I hit you up when I'm faded

I know you tired of me playin'

Call you back to back, call you back

'Til you call me, call me back baby

I know it's late, you been waiting

My cognac kisses make you crazy

These other bitches can't fade me, fade me

Neva lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Neva let a broke nigga sex me

Neva let no hoe test me

Neva been scared of the money

Neva let em take nothing from me

Neva ever, neva ever ever

A nigga get read like a letter

She think she bad but I'm better

These bitches tryna play catch-up

Neva let a broke nigga sex me

Neva let no hoe test me

Neva been scared of the money

Neva let em take nothing from me

Neva ever ever ever ever

A nigga get read like a letter

She think she bad but I'm better

These bitches tryna play catch-up

Shut the fuck up when I'm talkin' lil bitch

Put yo head down when you talk to a pimp

Excuse me I got some big racks in my purse and right now they just making me walk with a limp

Bottles be showing me love

I bout with these bitches they cubs

I put her on in the club

Then she come bring me my cut

Shut the fuck up when I'm talkin' lil nigga (be quiet)

Fuck is you going through

I can tell these bitches spoil you, but I'm a playa so I see the toy in you

You tryna act like you tough, ha, boy I'm callin' ya bluff

He tellin me what he not gone do

Wait a minute, first of all, who is you talkin to

Neva let a broke nigga sex me

Neva let no hoe test me

Neva been scared of the money

Neva let em take nothing from me

Neva ever, neva ever ever

A nigga get read like a letter

She think she bad but I'm better

These bitches tryna play catch-up

You ain't saving hoes I ain't saving niggas either

Don't try to tell me you real

Blowing my phone and you don't pay the bill

Don't got no money and stay tryna chill

Hell naw

Fuck that shit

Do what I say or go get a new bitch

You know I mean what I say when I say it

I hate a nigga that's always complaining

Hop and then top off a bitch like a genie

I'll turn her color to purple like Celie

I'm turning into a monster unleash me

Bitch you know better be cool when you see me

They want me out of me character

Lately I been in my act

I'll take your boo and I won't give him back

I'll wrap my legs round his head like a track

Neva let a broke nigga sex me

Neva let no hoe test me

Neva been scared of the money

Neva let em take nothing from me

Neva ever, neva ever ever

A nigga get read like a letter

She think she bad but I'm better

These bitches tryna play catch-up

Neva let a broke nigga sex me

Neva let no hoe test me

Neva been scared of the money

Neva let em take nothing from me

Neva ever ever ever ever

A nigga get read like a letter

She think she bad but I'm better

These bitches tryna play catch-up

Big Ole Freak lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Ay, big ole freak

Big booty, big ole treat

Imma make him wait for the pussy

Hit it til you big ole skeet

Feet on the bed

I'll fuck him up in the head

Suck it then look in his eyes

Then the next day I might leave em read

Pop it, pop it

Daydreaming bout how I rock it

He hit my phone with a horse

So I know that mean come over and ride it

Shid, I'm on the way

Ride on that dick I'm like yay

Usually I like to fuck

But tonight we gone make love cause you bae

Nobody know, I fuck with him on the low

We never show up together but I text him when I'm ready to go

Ay, I had a couple of shots at the bar

I'm finna play with that dick in the car

I got him swerving and breaking the law

These windows tinted so nobody saw

Ain't nobody freak like me

Give ya what you need like me

Ain't nobody got on they tip, tip toes and rode to the tip like me

Got em addicted, he feigning

My body a drug and he need it

He begging me for the treatment

He throw a fit when I leave em

He like

"Baby lemme rub, lemme rub on ya

Want a lil love, lil love from ya"

My body addictive it's driving him crazy

Think I got run from ya

Don't know what to do without it

He fucking with you, I doubt it

They don't understand, I'm all in his head

Ain't nothing to do about it

You been feigning for me lately

Going brazy, brazy

I got what you need I'mma give it to you baby

Going brazy, brazy

Feigning for me lately

I got what you need

I'mma give you what you craving

See I'm a big ole freak, I love to talk my shit

And you must be a pussy boy, if you get offended

Bitch it's Tina Snow, they love me cause I'm cold

You can't take no nigga from me

I got mind control

I want to fuck in the mirror, I like to look at your face when you in it

Come in the room and I'm giving commands

I am the captain and he the lieutenant

I need that neck like a motherfucking pendant

Need you to spit, make that motherfucker glisten

Tell him "Shut up!" make that motherfucker listen

I bet he gone like it, won't do no tripping

Ain't nobody freak like me (Hell nah)

Give ya what you need like me (Hell nah)

Ain't nobody got on they tip, tip toes and rode to the tip like me (Huh)

Got em addicted, he feigning

My body a drug and he need it

He begging me for the treatment

He throw a fit when I leave em

He like

"Baby lemme rub, lemme rub on ya

Need a lil love, lil love from ya"

My body addictive it's driving him crazy

Think I got run from ya

Don't know what to do without it

He fucking with you, I doubt it

They don't understand, I'm all in his head

Ain't nothing to do about it

You been feigning for me lately

Going brazy, brazy

I got what you need I'mma give it to you baby

Going brazy, brazy

Feigning for me lately

I got what you need

I'mma give you what you craving

Tina Montana lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(LilJuMadeDaBeat!)

Yeah, ah

Young Tina Snow goin' hard on hoe, ah

Ain't none of these hoes got shit on me

None of these hoes flow sick like me (No)

Heard how I rap, wanna spit like me

Now all of these hoes wanna pimp like me (Ah)

None of these hoes, none of these hoes, none of these hoes, not not not nan one of these hoes

Even come close cause they gross like I brought it from my chest

From the back of my throat, huh

Sayin' that you bout' it when you ain't, huh

Put you in a field you a faint, ah

Grab your pie ass bitch, Easy-Bake, ah

I bet you raw doggin' with a lame, huh

Fuck what you heard what you know (Bitch)

I've never been scared of a hoe

I'm lookin' for you bitch lay low

Oh, hoes wanna go toe to toe?

Bitch p-pretty please

I want you to come say something to me

I've really been itchin' to go the fuck off

I put this Giuseppe heel in yo mouth

Bitch, bitch, it's Tina Montana

Snatch off your wig like you Hannah Montana

Bitch I will put you to sleep no pajamas

I will flip out in this bitch like a sandal

Hey, yuh, walk like this, talk like this, look like this, you could never (A-ah)

Bad red bone from the south ridin' round hitting licks with a yellow

Bitch so bad when I walk past niggas sing my name acapella

H-town hottie turnin' niggas into zombies make em dance like Thriller

Yeah, look, bitch, I know a sexy motherfucker like myself might offend some

Bitch, I'm the shit and then some

This ain't no motherfuckin' race cause I been won

And if you don't like it, tune the fuck out

And you must like it cause you tuned the fuck in

I got your boyfriend forehead on my tummy

Turn your bitch into a thot like she Duckie

If I ever let him eat it he lucky

Don't want yo nigga, but he wanna fuck me

Imma wake up and gon' get me some money, he gon' wake up and give me sucky sucky

These bitches scary, they Chicken Kentucky

Bitch, I'm from Texas you know we be buckin'

Words like a blade every beat I be cuttin'

Drawin' an M on these lips he McLovin'

Bitch, I'm a ten like I landed and stuck it

If you don't like me, lil bitch, you could suck it

All of my haters is crabs in a bucket

Nose in the air cause they fuckin disgust me

None of these bitches is fuckin' with Megan

Bitch, I'm the hottest the fuck is you sayin

I had to hop out the Porsche and go get it

I went to pick up the torch and then lit it

They try to tell me I can't, but I did it

When I pull up bitches look like they shitted

I had to start from the motherfuckin' bottom

My momma told me to get em I got em

My granny told me you goin' to school

Getting that degree and making it cool

I have not worked nine to five in a while

I just be hustlin', watching it pile

They pullin' bitches from link in a bio

You wanna reach out to me, it's a process

I got a middle man, he gotta connect

Bottom line is I'm not easy to contact

Bitch I'm exclusive like where did you find that

Pick me a beat and you know Imma kill that, ah

Make A Bag lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Aye, yeah

Bitch I'm exquisite, no cheap shit

Ahead of these bitches, I lead shit

Makin' it pop on some freak shit

You bring it to me

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk, twerk, twerk

Make that bitch jump

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk, twerk, twerk

Make that bitch jump

Ahh!

[Moneybagg Yo:]

I'm at Pappadeuax eating seafood

Racks in my pocket and a big tool

The shit that I'm rockin' got red on the bottom, hoe

These are no cheap shoes

I really be hustlin', I really be thuggin'

I ain't one of these rap dudes

Diamonds jumping out the face of the Altima

Doing the Michael Jackson kick move

I'ma big dog, you a shih tzu

She gone kick the nigga out 'for I come thru

Yeen ain't been thru what I've been thru

Now I'm up, I'm gone ball like Caillou

Ah choo! Bless me

Please don't test me

I won't hesitate to buss the Smith and Wesson

Dope boys and some killas in my section

You a lame, we ain't fuckin' with you peasants

I got big pointer sittin' inside the necklace

Reach for my chain, send yo' ass to heaven

Shoot first, we don't do the second guessin'

Hit his nigga and I bet he get the message

I'm in a Maserati truck, fish bowl nigga

I know they ass seein' me, but I don't see a soul nigga

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

I'm at grand luxe eatin' caesar salad with my sugar daddy

Pulled up on me in a big benz, told me to drive

I told him, let me have it

No time to play with these niggas, huh

After I break 'em, I kick 'em, huh

Told him to put me some ice on my neck and ears if he want me to listen, hey huh

He wanna swim in my lap, huh

He tryna get in my snaps, huh

I tellin' bitches I've been in my bag, but now I got the wallet to match, huh

He love how I fit in my clothes, huh

He love how I talk, I'ma poet, hey

He told me he think that he fallin' in love

And I told him I'm already knowin', huh

I might balance a bitch on these 'enciagas

I can't see the haters thru these fuckin' pradas

They gone book me cuz I bring the pussy poppers

And the niggas with money that's poppin' bottles

I'ma make a bag and make it twerk

I'm finna run up a bag in a skirt

They checkin' him but the gun in my purse

I'm killin' these hoes and I know that they hurt

Ahh!

Yeah

Bitch I'm exquisite, no cheap shit

Ahead of these bitches, I lead shit

Makin' it pop on some freak shit

You bring it to me

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk, twerk, twerk

Make that bitch jump

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk, twerk, twerk

Make that bitch jump

Ahh!

Cocky AF lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Hey, Cocky as fuck, everything 'bout me poppin'

Got face, I got body

You name it, I got it

Cocky as fuck, bitch you know I'm conceited

Yo hoe wanna be me, yo nigga wanna eat it

Cocky as fuck, everything 'bout me poppin'

Got face, I got body

You name it, I got it

Cocky as fuck, nigga fuck your opinion

I hustle to get it, I get it, I get it

I am not seeking approval

I'm number one, I tell bitches what to do

He heard I'm Creole, he think I know voodoo

Bitch, I will twist yo ass up like a noodle

Hoe you a copy of me, you a doodle

Bitches is flocking to me like I'm Kodak

All of my bitches is yellow, they bodak

Hop out the whip at the light & they throw that

Uh, cocky as fuck in the mall witcho daddy

He kissin' the ground that I walk on, uh

Cocky as fuck in a pic witcho nigga

He bought everything that I got on

Aye, aye, throw that uh, throw that

Bitch I look good and you know that

They say I got me some money and changed

Lil bitch you knew I was poppin' before that

Aye, yea sexy as fuck

Look in the mirror, I'm madly in love

Rubbing some dubs on a bitch in the tub

Yo nigga suck it like a Capri sun

Tellem come pick up after school

I'm tryna hammer that dick like a screw

I'm tryna give you something you can chew

I'm tryna give you that m and that ooh

I got the moves like a damn kangaroo

Foot in they ass cause these bitches my shoes

I am the captain, they do what I do

On top of these bitches heads like a roof

Cocky as fuck and my friends cocky too

I'm fine as fuck and they all sexy too

If I got beef witchu, they got it too

Bitch, I'm the truth and yo nigga the proof, ahh

Cocky as fuck, everything 'bout me poppin'

Got face, I got body

You name it, I got it

Cocky as fuck, bitch you know I'm conceited

Yo hoe wanna be me, yo nigga wanna eat it

Cocky as fuck, everything 'bout me poppin'

Got face, I got body

You name it, I got it

Cocky as fuck, nigga fuck your opinion

I hustle to get it, I get it, I get it

Bitch, do it look like I fight?

Hoe just be cool when I got on this ice

This shit is Gucci, this shit is too tight

I only sweat when I go exercise

You cannot touch me so don't even try

Bitch, I will pull up and pop you like pie

Keep telling bitches this shit could get ratchet

I'm wit' some niggas that's gone make it happen

I'm holding my pussy like it's a weapon

I cut a nigga off like a machete

I'll put a price on yo head like you Kelly

Megan from Texas, I'm naturally sexy, uh

This that flossy pussy

I rock suits, that's bossy pussy

Tell'em use a lot of spit so I can keep a glossy pussy

He gimme neck like a yo-yo, uh

Talk to my kitty like hello, uh

Slide on yo mouth like a cello, uh

Boujee but fuck like I'm ghetto uh

You don't like me, get in line hoe

I be on yo mind though

Bitch you know I'm poppin', you just hatin' cause I'm fine hoe

Bitch eat a dick, uh

Don't like me then stay off my shit, uh

You need to hold your tongue, uh

Unless you gonna lick on my clit, ah ah

Hey

Cocky as fuck, everything 'bout me poppin'

Got face, I got body

You name it, I got it

Cocky as fuck, bitch you know I'm conceited

Yo hoe wanna be me, yo nigga wanna eat it

Cocky as fuck, everything 'bout me poppin'

Got face, I got body

You name it, I got it

Cocky as fuck, nigga fuck your opinion

I hustle to get it, I get it, I get it (Get it, get it, get it, get it)

EP: Make It Hot (2017)

Intro - Make It Hot lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Aye yeah

M-M-M-Make it hot

Come up in this bitch, make it rock (rock)

Put it in your face make it pop

These niggas know Megan need top

These bitches ain't really bout action (uh unh)

A lot of these hoes just acting (ew)

I'll wrap a bitch up, that's traction

Then put her trash ass back in the trash can

And I'm a bad motherfucker with the backhand

And if you come too close imma crack in

See I already peep where you lacking

You ain't even hear me when I came in the back end

Oh there I go, Stallion hoe

Stunting like yo daddy though

See me out in person

Now you know what niggas trippen on

I had to cut the steak

No red meat on my lobster plate

Ion go back and forth, ion play them games

I let the bitch play herself, that's masturbate

I'm new in the game, that's rookie

Ain't nobody had these cookies

If you wanna meet a pimp then book me

Ian met a bitch yet that shook me

Imma real big dog, you a copy cat

You a talent show hoe, imma platinum plaque

Bitch I'm real in the field, you a practice mat

And I'm coming for ya neck, better watch your back

Hello? Who is this?

Another corporation talking business

Got a fit, needa get me out to Italy

Another head doctor tryna come lick me

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Imma need a lil room so I can act up (act up)

Watch out

Get, get, get down bitch

Megan is your master now sit down bitch

I take meetings with designers

I don't tongue wrestle with rhymers

My purse made out of piranhas

Meaning my money private

Meaning my name is heavy

Meaning lil bitch don't test me

Meaning no bitch gon check me

Meaning bitch come correctly

I wreck all hoes, no challenge

Stalli come through, do damage

I handle these hoes, that's manage

These bitches ain't wrecking, lemme handle it

Aye ha

Make it hot

Come up in this bitch, make it rock (rock)

Put it in your face make it pop

These niggas know Megan need top

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Imma need a lil room so I can act up (act up)

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Throw it air and watch it mack up

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

On the move tryna run a damn sack up

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Imma need a lil room so I can act up (act up)

I-I-I'm realer than ever

B-B-Bitches ain't on my level

M-M-Money like I embezzle

I'm bassing without no treble

Meaning bitches in trouble

Stunting without a double

These bitches built like McDoubles

I'm fancy like blouse with ruffles

These bitches is out of place

Meaning they in my way

Meaning they got to pay

Meaning I'm going ape

Get down on them knees trick

You belong to me bitch

You gon bust these plays

While I sip this Hennessy bitch

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

If you get too close imma act up

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Make one wrong move, imma act up

Get down on them knees bitch

Now you work for me trick

Need a couple M's so I stay in double C's bitch

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Hoe get out of line, get clapped up

Watch out (watch out)

Back up (back up)

Stalli in this bitch finna act up

Pull Up Late lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

MCV, bitch [*laughter*]

(Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright)

Pull up late just to ride that face

He wanna be down, he respect my chase

That's why I gotta keep a special place for you

Cause when I'm done in the booth, I'm comin' home to you

You can pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Look, its 5 o'clock

Just touched down in the city

Tell your people, hit my people

If you're tryna link up with me

Niggas like to play me soft

Because they think I'm acting pretty

One phone call and your whole [?]

Long legs, big titties

I'm the hood Tyra Banks

How bitches 'xpect to catch me

When I pull up where you can't?

This some shit you can't pronounce

But I know what you're tryna say

I'm finna switch this bitch to sport to come and put it in your face

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Ask for my number, it's Chanel No. 9

Only time ima freak is if I really got the time

If the nigga really mine, then he really won't mind if I

Pull up late just to ride that face (hold up)

He wanna be down, he respect my chase (pull up)

That's why I gotta keep a special place for you (pull up)

Cause when I'm done in the booth, I'm comin' home to you

You can pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (aah)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (aah)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (ahhh)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Look [?] Daddy

You know I'm outta your league

All of the shit I got on me expensive

I look like a money machine

He say it look like I came from Belize

And he wanna know it was weave

If you're not talkin' 'bout feedin' my pockets

Then you are not talkin' to me

I'm the H-town hottie, I know you heard about me

Bitch, I came in the game and I'm serving natural body

I might pull up with a papi in a blacked out Maserati

Go commando in a Lambo just in case he wanna slop me

I get the buckin on the henny, he keep pulling on this [?]

They can't say [?] lick it cause I got that limo tinted

And I'm from the south side, so this real life pimpin'

Baby play your part if you wanna ride with me

Pull up late just to ride that face (hold up)

He wanna be down, he respect my chase (pull up)

That's why I gotta keep a special place for you (pull up)

Cause when I'm done in the booth, I'm comin' home to you

You can pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (aah)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (aah)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (ahhh)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Ga-ga-ga-game over, do it over my shoulder

Pulled up actin' rowdy, hangin' out a Range Rover

You don't wanna go to war with a street soldier

Speedin' in the foreign, with that hoe like a Toyota

Bitch it's young Tina Snow, the young bachelorette

I told him he can keep the roses

Nigga, ice out my neck

Got me some 'Retha on me now

Cause ima get my respect

And if my bitch ain't work tonight

Then we got fuck up a check

Uh, take it out bitch, lean back, pop that pussy

Pull them panties to the side

Cause you know them ballers lookin'

You a money makin' pro

Ain't no motherfuckin' rookie

If your nigga want some nookie

Let him know he gotta book me

Pull up late just to ride that face (hold up)

He wanna be down, he respect my chase (pull up)

That's why I gotta keep a special place for you (pull up)

Cause when I'm done in the booth, I'm comin' home to you

You can pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (aah)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (aah)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah (ahhh)

Pull up in that ooh, make a nigga say aah

Bitch it's money making Megan better known I'm thee stallion, ahh

Naturally lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(Bikini Bottoms & Bikini Tops

You can catch Thee Stallion drinking out of Henny bottles lookin' hot, aye

Yeah, hot girl, hot girl, hot girl, hot girl)

Shades on in the party

Am I lit? Bitch of course

H-town hottie I'm the black Regina George

Ex tried to play me like a hoe

I Put him on the block and that just make him want me more

And I don't wanna talk I put my phone on DND

I'm with my other nigga tryna creep like TLC

And when he tryna start I press that button E-N-D

And only time I see him is when I'm tryna get some D

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah)

I don't wanna call

I don't wanna text

Tryna set me up

Put me on the net

I don't do no pics

I don't shoot no vids

And you ain't gon see my name in no GM

I be doing me

Hanging lowkey

They gon' do the most

I'm a keep it G

I don't say a word

But I'm getting seen

Everything I do

I do it naturally

Naturally (I'm a star)

Naturally (I'm dat bitch)

Naturally (Check my fit)

Naturally (Do what I want)

Naturally (Stally)

Naturally (I'm the shit)

Everything I do

I do it naturally

I was never meant to live life like a simp

Fuck getting skimp, I'd rather be a pimp

And every enemy I had started as a friend

They wanna see me shine

But not harder than them

So I, stepped out

Body like POW

If he runnin' with that money

You know Megan in route

Got yo Daddy drinking out the bottle

He wanna be down

Be acting like a kid

Running from your mama house

I'm sexy and we know that ain't a secret

Slick back ponytail like I'm Puerto Rican

Baby's hair on yes ma'am bitch kill it

I'm so bad I look like a super villain

I be doing me, hanging lowkey

They gon' do the most

I'm a keep it G

I don't say a word

But I'm getting seen

Everything I do

I do it naturally

Naturally (I'm a star)

Naturally (I'm dat bitch)

Naturally (Check my fit)

Naturally (Do what I want)

Naturally (Stally)

Naturally (I'm the shit)

Everything I do

I do it naturally

Hot girl

Big bucks

Pull up in that

What the fuck

Bad bitch

Super model

Make your nigga suck my pussy like a baby bottle

Baby tryna block my blessings

I'm like AND1

And I bet your nigga is a fan, huh

He wanna ride

Cause I'm cooler than fan huh

I'm so hot

He wanna kiss on my tan line

Fine and I'm slim

I be in the gym

I know some mad hoes built like M&Ms

And a couple these dudes with these damn slim jims

Buying big magnums tryna fuck you backwards

But I like it with the lights on

I need to see if that thang really hang long

And he say imma dog

Imma need a big bone

And if you fall short

I'm a send yo ass home

Nigga take yo ass on

I be doing me

Hanging lowkey

They gon' do the most

I'm a keep it G

I don't say a word

But I'm getting seen

Everything I do

I do it naturally

Naturally (I'm a star)

Naturally (I'm dat bitch)

Naturally (Check my fit)

Naturally (Do what I want)

Naturally (Stally)

Naturally (I'm the shit)

Everything I do

I do it naturally

Mustard & Mayonaise lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Ooh

I'ma hot girl

But these niggas think I'm cool

Partied all night

Then woke up and went to school

A real bad bitch

I look good in a suit

A lil model booty

But that muthafucker move

Ain't a thing you can name that I want and ain't get

Got some head from your nigga then I check that off the list

Make him feel like he my man when he know he just a trick

He be paying this tuition and I never let him hit

Yeah yeah yeah

I'm giving niggas the chills

Sexy like Pamela Grier

Conceited I stay in the mirror

I'm whipping hoes out like it smears

I pull up with Kel in a Benz (skur)

Yo baby daddy get in (mwah)

He wanna lick it again

He spoil me like I'm a lil kid

Panties and the fur pull up with a chauffeur

Peanut butter and sauce like I [?]

I prefer head over sex, cash over checks

If a bitch get me wrong got the auto-correct

Don't swerve but my flow wet, hit a boy vest

If he put me to bed, now he under arrest

Lock it down now that mouth mine, turn him to a mime

He ain't talk in a minute cus his tongue doin time (ahhh)

Look at my phone and the money jus text me

Dinner with the plug

I ain't hungry I'm finessing

Barely speak any English but I know he understand me

Hand over the money cus he know it make me happy

I'ma dream girl but I don't do no singing

Heard he got that work so I put him in a meeting

Say he only eat his girlfriends tryna tease me

But I peeped the mouth so I know he finna drink me

I'ma hot girl

But these niggas think I'm cool

Partied all night

Then woke up and went to school

A real bad bitch

I look good in a suit

A lil model booty

But that muthafucker move

Got more business in your mouth than a dentist

I'm the baddest bitch walkin' round on campus

Some tired niggas on my line 'let the car through'

Got a condo but like to kick it in my dorm room

Hair pulled back no bra in a blazer

Let a nigga know a lil' money don't fade you

If you ain't talking numbers I'ma holla at you later

'Cause I'm into getting money baby I don't wanna lay up

Bitch you a L, I'm a win

Here you can have back your man

He know to stack in a ten

I get more neck than a chin

Yeah I be actin' an ass

I be hungover in class

My professor think I'm bad

So he gon' give me a pass

Ooh

I heard you was a freak I'm tryna see if that shit true

You heard I was a player what that got to do with you?

I'm tryna see wassup with that baby if it's cool (let me know)

Stop actin' like a rookie I know you know what to do

I'm a hot girl

But these niggas think I'm cool

Partied all night

Then woke up and went to school

A real bad bitch

I look good in a suit

A lil model booty

But that muthafucker move

Crazy lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

I'm gon' fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

It's gon' fuck round drive you crazy

Tryna show this game up

Fuck round piss your self off

Tryna make me jealous

You know you a good guy

We know I'm the hot girl

Fuck round get your heart broke

Acting outta character

Aye, you know I'm addicted to hustling

You know I'm a get it by any means

You fell in love with the lifestyle

Now you gotta keep up with me

Aye, he know I do what I want

I know that drive him so crazy

Get caught in the moment and ask if it's his

Then I look back and say "Maybe"

You know he fell in love with the lingo

Keep my name low in his mouth like Bingo

Told him he can get it then he took it like a repo

Got that nigga under controller

I got the cheat code

Aye, he so addicted to me

Fell in my trap

Now that dick stick to me

I had it first they can get after me

But who the fuck else get it right after me?

I knew right when we start talking might not talk again

You got way too many problems

Way too many friends

You got way too many issues

Way too many moves

I got way too much experience with these type of dudes

I'm gon' fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck roud

Aye, he so addicted to me

Fell in my trap

Now that dick stick to me

I had it first they can get after me

But who the fuck else get it right after me?

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

Sip champagne get membrane

Go slow yeah that make me go insane

And I can tell what he thinking like a twin thing

And they can never understand it cause that's our thing

Got moves like a tarantula

Get up in my web I'm a snatch you up

Long ass legs I can wrap you up

And now I got you in ya bag like a sack of lunch

You know I want you don't need you

Really I just came to feed you

I hop on that face and stampede you

And then I start over like redo

We need a we need a redo

I give you some time to redeem you

You know I ain't scared I'm a freak too

And really I really I could teach you

He like the way I smell

He like the way I slick my bun down with the gel

He like it when I get up in that suit, dress well

He like it when I throw it to the side, give em hell

He like it when I'm out here getting money I can tell

He wanna beat down so bad I can tell

And he don't want nobody else to get it, I can tell

And he know anybody after Megan is an L

I knew right when we start talking might not talk again

You got way too many problems

Way too many friends

You got way too many issues

Way too many moves

I got way too much experience with these type of dudes

I'm gon' fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

Aye, he so addicted to me

Fell in my trap

Now that dick stick to me

I had it first they can get after me

But who the fuck else get it right after me?

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round drive you crazy

Fuck round, fuck round, fuck round, fuck round

This one's for my playa ass women

Who getting money and ain't getting in they feelings

Who making profit, digging in these niggas wallets

My pretty women hanging with their pretty partners

Last Week In H Tx lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(MCV bitch)

Ayy, yeah, Stalli, summer '17

Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, look

Okay, last week we was eatin' peanut butter jelly (Damn)

Then I hit a lick, now we countin' Benja-mellys (Okay)

Met him in the telly, doin' whatever he let me

I got love for my nigga like I'm Tionne off of Belly (Mwah)

Everybody thinkin' bad bitches got it easy

Well not the young ones on the grind gettin' greazy

Last week, I had to make a hunnid dollars stretch

Every motherfuckin' night, I was eatin' cheese eggs (Okay)

Bitches tell stories 'cause these whores don't know me (Don't know me)

See me by myself and got to trippin wit' your homie

I bet if you touch me, you go missin' like you Dory (Like you Dory)

Bitch, that's why your nigga wanna kick it wit' the horsey

Uh-oh, I ain't never ran from a ho (Ran from a ho)

But I never let a bitch get a stain on my clothes (No-oh)

Ridin' with my hands in the air

Got your nigga on the side with his fingers in my ooh, yeah, yeah

Just bought a fifth of the Henn' (Fifth of the Henn')

Pocket full of white man, named Benjamin (Named Benjamin)

Lookin' for a hot boy with some fine friends (With some fine friends)

And your baby daddy wanna be my boyfriend

Bitch, I'm from Texas, rock all the best shit

And I walk slow for them eyes tryna catch this (For them eyes)

Bad red head, make your whole clique lose it

Boy, I know you wanna come kick it out in Houston

Bitch, I'm from Texas (Ayy, ayy)

(H-Town, H-Town, H-Town, yeah)

Bitch, I'm from Texas

(Ayy, ayy, 7-1-3, 2-8-1, 8-3-2)

Okay, last week shit was kinda bad (Bad)

I be goin' missin' when I'm tryna get a bag (Yeah)

I ain't got no time for no nigga tryna nag

'Cause I'm in love with my money like my name Mr. Krabs (Like my name Mr. Krabs)

And I got the winnin' ticket, middle finger to them niggas and them bitches

You was wishin' that I'd stay slippin', throwin' all them peelings

You was dissin', you ain't see the vision, like your eyes was Christian

Tryna curse me, I just pray to God they keep the devil off me

Stalli don't bend or fold for no ho

Don't give convo to those I don't know

Niggas try to play me close to get my info

Only time I disclose is when I disrobe

Never gave a fuck (Fuck), never gave a damn (Damn)

And I'ma keep on grindin' till these hoes know who I am

And I will come and take you for a hold of my hand

And bitch, I best not catch you lookin' at my fuckin' man (What?)

And when I'm with my crew (Crew), just be cool (Cool)

Unless you wanna see some real bitches act a fool (Real bitches act a fool)

And when I walk by (By), niggas just sty

They only make 'em like this on the Southside

Bitch, I'm from Texas, rock all the best shit

And I walk slow for them eyes tryna catch this (For them eyes)

Bad red head, make your whole clique lose it

Boy, I know you wanna come kick it out in Houston

Bitch, I'm from Texas (Ayy, ayy)

(H-Town, H-Town, H-Town, yeah)

Bitch, I'm from Texas

(Ayy, ayy, 7-1-3, 2-8-1, 8-3-2)

Sippin' on mimosa, while he lick on my panocha (Ahh)

Collar round his neck that say "Thee Stallion" 'cause I own him

Haters never see me, I ain't hangin' where it's local (Hangin' where it's local)

Drink my Henny outta China, black and boujie like I'm Oprah

Stallion for president, snatchin' all the brethren (All the brethren)

Foot up in a rap bitch ass without no lubricant

She boring, I ain't hearing it (Nope), who the fuck is hyping this? (Who?)

There's something off about her like she missin' some ingredients (Ugh)

I'm sexual, no deviant, I like my man obedient (I like my man obedient)

Don't want it missionary 'cause that's boring I need freaky shit

Walk up in the house and bust a pipe, get it leakin' shit

All up on my booty while you do me on some pinky shit

Yes, I got big breasts, so I like to say shit wit' my chest

And I'm not sayin' I'm not humble, I just feel like I'm the best

Who's my competition? It's like all y'all the same bitch

And y'all be beefin', I'm a vegan, stupid bitches make me itch

And I keep me a full set, I keep something nice around my neck

I keep a box around your nigga 'cause I keep his ass in check

Now I'm done with being broke so don't get mad if I ain't spoke

Bitch, I'm chillin' out in Houston, come and see me if you want (Ahh)

Geekin lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Geekin for the week

You can call me Screech

I can't hear my phone when I'm gone

Hoe quit callin' me

I don't ever trip

Guess that make these niggas fall for me

Bitch, I mind my business

I ain't in it, hoe don't come for me

Yeah, yeah

I'm going hard all week, yeah

Fucked up I can't see, damn

Don't be scared for me, no

This shit what I need, ay

Big ole, big ole, big ole butt

This is sexy, sloppy drunk

Dip the bottle in the cup

Now I'm in here goin' nuts

I don't get hungover, drink Henn' like it's soda

And my man move that work, knock the head right off his shoulder

Shake that ass on your friend, and let her friend join in

And if they really 'bout it, bring 'em both home to your man

Don't fuck with me if you're scary, cos this shit get hit bitch

Tryna get my booty rubbed after the club, who gon text me?

Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week

Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week, geekin geekin

My best friend a stripper

Big ole booty, walkin' jiggle

And when we ride together

Hoe, you better grab your nigga

Her boyfriend a dealer, he always on duty

We geekin in the traphouse pourin' 40's on her booty

Henny on them titties, and Patron on that pussy

Yeah, you can stay your ass at home if you gon party like a rookie

Bitch I'm geekin for the week

Geekin for the week

Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week, geekin geekin

Buck on that dick like a bull

I'm goin' to work on your tool

I hang round your neck like a bib

I'm catchin' all of your drool (aah)

My sex appeal on a mil

He call me 'Megan The Meal'

He tellin' you what he want

But he get with me and he will

Windin', grindin' all on your lap

When I look back, know I control that

Goin' left to right, while he holdin' on that

If I move it slow, I bet he won't last

Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week

Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week, geekin geekin

Overdo it, watch a real bitch come kill shit

Rock lil ass shirts cause my tits big

Turn a grown ass man to a big kid

Pop that, pop that, give him eye contact when I look back

Make his ass lock up like a contract

Talk to him like Mike, nigga, who bad?

Work some, twerk some

See you lookin' at me nigga, like you want some

Got the big boy bottle, let me pour some

Bad bitches, line up if you want some

Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week

Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week, geekin geekin

Me and my bitch ain't sweatin' no list

Come through the back because they insist

That I, the hottest out now

Come to the stash, turn it to my boudouir

You must ooh ahh, when they see me

Young Tina Snow, H-Town hottie

Long ass legs like I'm Naomi

He reaching for my pussy, tryna Donald Trump me

I hang on your chin like a damn goatee

I make him go to sleep like I'm Lei Ali

Your hoe couldn't make one of me

And none of y'all hoes can't hang where I be

Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week

Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week

Geekin for the week, geekin geekin

Geekin for the week

You can call me Screech

I can't hear my phone when I'm gone

Hoe quit callin' me

I don't ever trip

Guess that make these niggas fall for me

Bitch, I mind my business

I ain't in it, hoe don't come for me

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Megan Thee Stallion other songs:

All Dat lyrics - Moneybagg Yo & Megan Thee Stallion

What you doin', girl, with all that? Ooh, nothin'

Ayy (Ugh), look (Ugh), woah (Ugh), ayy (Hey), ah

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (Let me feel)

She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (Ugh, ugh)

Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (Wishy-washy)

She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (Ayy, woah)

Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (Ah)

Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('Ceited)

Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him

Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (Baow, baow, baow)

(Ugh), look (Ugh), woah (Ugh), ayy

Turnin' up on sight (Right now)

We on Sprinters and flights (Woah)

Pants down, chains on, I'ma leave her on ice (Ice)

Couple niggas might done had it but it still grip tight

If you gettin' to a bag, you the hot girl type (Hey)

Four hundred degrees, I ain't Juvenile

D'USSÉ got her goin' wild

Eat the nut, swallow my child

Clean it up, go get a towel

Shawty get to shakin', when she cream, cake batter

Tellin' me go deeper, I'm already in her bladder (I'm at the rim)

Hoes mad, niggas talkin' out they throat (Doin' the most)

Got the fire on me just in case you want smoke (Light this bitch up)

Open your mouth, I'ma make you drive the boat (Ah)

Best of both worlds, she Thee Stallion, I'm the G.O.A.T. (Big old Bagg)

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (Let me feel)

She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (Ugh, ugh)

Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (Wishy-washy)

She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (Ayy, woah)

Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (Ah)

Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('Ceited)

Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him

Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (Baow, baow, baow)

(Ugh), look (Ugh), woah (Ugh), ayy (Hey), ah

Ooh, you sexy, eat that dick up, please let me

I ain't talkin' 'bout no kids when I say, "Put it in my belly"

I'ma bust it open, spread it for that bread like some jelly

I'm the type to pull your card, so lil' nigga, please don't bet me

Huh, I got niggas, he got bitches, we don't trip though

Huh, hide the whip, so them hoes don't bust my windows

Huh, pussy good, he be beggin' me to get gone

Ayy, when I get up, leave it wet like some Soul Glo

Hey, I ain't fightin' with these bitches 'cause I'm pretty

Bitch, you mad 'cause your baby daddy suckin' on my titties

I be runnin' 'round his mansion with no panties like I'm Winnie

He don't dance, but this pussy make him bop like he Diddy (Baow, baow, baow)

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (Ah)

She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (Ugh, ugh)

Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (Wishy-washy)

She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (Ayy, woah)

Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (Ah)

Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('Ceited)

Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him

Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (Baow, baow, baow)

Denaro, where the love at?

Beautiful Mistakes lyrics - Maroon 5 & Megan Thee Stallion

[Adam Levine:]

It's beautiful, it's bittersweet

You're like a broken home to me

I take a shot of memories

And black out like an empty street

I fill my days with the way you walk

And fill my nights with broken dreams

I make up lies inside my head

Like one day you'll come back to me

Now I'm not holding on, not holding on

I'm just depressed that you're gone

Not holding on, not holding on

Beautiful mistakes, I make inside my head

She's naked in my bed

And now we lie awake, making beautiful mistakes

I wouldn't take 'em back

I'm in love with the past

And now we lie awake, making beautiful mistakes

Nah-nah-nah, in my head

Nah-nah-nah, in my bed

Nah-nah-nah, eh

Making beautiful mistakes

It's pitiful, I can't believe

How every day gets worse for me

I take a break, I cut you off

To keep myself from looking soft

I fill my nights with the way you was

And still wake up with broken dreams

I make these lies inside my head

Feel like they're my reality

Now I'm not holding on, not holding on

I'm just depressed that you're gone

Not holding on, not holding on

Beautiful mistakes, I make inside my head

She's naked in my bed

And now we lie awake, making beautiful mistakes

I wouldn't take 'em back

I'm in love with the past

And now we lie awake, making beautiful mistakes

Nah-nah-nah, in my head

Nah-nah-nah, in my bed

Nah-nah-nah, eh eh

Making beautiful mistakes

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

You did me wrong 'cause I let you

Usually, I like my situations beneficial

Doing something different, got me looking stupid (Damn)

The only way I'm coming back to you is if you dream it, lucid (Hmm)

Prove it, if you made a promise then keep it (Keep it)

Why you wanna lie and then get mad? I don't believe it (Boy, bye)

But really, I was doing just fine without ya

Looking fine, sipping wine, dancing on club couches (Ah)

Baby, why you wanna lose me like you don't need me? (Like you don't need me)

Like I don't block you and you still try to reach me (Still try to reach me)

How you figure out how to call me from the TV? (Huh?)

You running outta chances and this time I mean it (Ah)

Yeah, bet you miss my love, all in your bed (Bed)

Now you're stressing out, pulling your hair (Hair)

Smelling your pillows and wishing I was there (I was there)

Sliding down the shower wall, looking sad (Sad)

I know it's hard to let go, I'm the best (I'm the best)

Best you ever had and best you gon' get (Gon' get)

And if we break up, I don't wanna be friends (Be friends)

You're toxic

[Adam Levine:]

Beautiful mistakes, I make inside my head

She's naked in my bed

And now we lie awake, making beautiful mistakes

I wouldn't take 'em back

I'm in love with the past

And now we lie awake, making beautiful mistakes

Nah-nah-nah, in my head

Nah-nah-nah, in my bed

Nah-nah-nah, yeah, yeah

Making beautiful mistakes

Nah-nah-nah, in my head

Nah-nah-nah, in my bed

Nah-nah-nah, eh

Making beautiful mistakes

Nah-nah-nah

Nah-nah-nah (Ooh)

Nah-nah-nah

Body (Joel Corry Remix) lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion & Joel Corry

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Ody ody ody ody ody ody ody

Body crazy curvy wavy big tities little waist

Body crazy curvy wavy big tities little waist

Body ody

Ody ody ody ody ody ody ody

Look how I bodied that ate it up and gave it back

Yeah you look good but they still wanna know where Megan at

Saucy like a barbecue but you won't get yo baby back

Seen me in that dress and he felt like he almost tasted that

Nom nom nom nom eat up 4-play okay 3 2 1

You know I'm the hottest you ain't never gotta heat me up

I'm present when I'm absent speaking when I'm not there

All them bitches scary cats I call'em Carole Baskins

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Ody ody ody ody ody ody ody

Body crazy curvy wavy big tities little waist

Body crazy curvy wavy big tities little waist

Body crazy curvy wavy big tities little waist

Body crazy curvy wavy big tities little waist

Body ody

Ody ody ody ody ody ody ody

I'ma hot ebony they gone click it if it's me

All my pictures been getting these niggas through the quarantine

Bitch I'm very well on my shit as you can tell

Any hoe got beef from years ago if beefing by herself

If we took a trip on a real creep tip

Bitch rule number 1 is don't repeat that shit

Rule number 2 if they all came with you

Better know exactly what the fuck they came to do

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Body ody

Bongos lyrics - Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion

Bong, bong, bong, bong (We good?)

Bong, bong, bong, bong (Like a drum)

Bong, bong, bong, bong (This is fire)

Bong, bong, bong-bong-bong-bong

Nigga, eat this ass like a plum (Plum)

This pussy tight like a nun (Nun)

Better chew it up like it's gum (Gum)

Then wipe your mouth when you done, mm (Okay)

I'm hot like Nevada

Pussy get popped, piñata

Bitch, I look like money (Like money)

You could print my face on a dollar

Beat it up (Bong-bong-bong-bong)

Beat it up (Bong-bong-bong-bong)

Beat it up (Bong-bong-bong-bong)

Beat it up (Bong), okay

Five, four, three, two, one, lift off (Hey)

Honey, I'm home, shoes gettin' kicked off (Uh)

Every time I turn around, a bitch pissed off (Ah-ha)

Little dusty-ass hoes need a lint brush (Woo)

You gon' settle down, you gon' live with him (What?)

I don't even wanna post a pic with him (No)

The bag he just bought me was a Goyard (Goyard)

That ain't your nigga, he is both ours

Pussy tight like a nun (Nun)

Countin' hundreds up with my thumb (Thumb)

I don't care where you from (From)

Better beat this shit like a drum (Okurrr)

Don't be talkin' shit like you know me (Woo)

I ride dick like a pony

Girl, that nigga look like a brokey (Real hot-girl shit)

Go and fuck with his homie, he a (Ah)

This ass sit like the stallion

All these wannabes my lil' ponies

These hoes camped out in the comments

Always talkin' like they know me (Ayy)

Thick bitches in the black truck, packed in

Eat whoever in my way, Ms. Pacman

Hermès, made a real big purchase

Purse so big, had to treat it like a person

Bad bitch (Bad bitch) in real life (In real life)

Show me real love (Yeah, yeah), give a fuck about them likes ('Bout them likes)

Bitch tryna say I ain't fine, oh, aight

They know I'm thick like I'm eatin' beans with the rice

Like lean over ice, got the real meat pies (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I be spillin' like my ass out these jeans when they tight (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And the way they watch me, need to be monetized (Ah)

I'ma need a money bag if I sleep overnight

Wait, wait (Hold up), wait, wait (Hold up), wait

Hoes pop pills, but I'm the one they can't take (Yeah)

Hot-girl shit, I'ma make somethin' shake (Brrt)

I know these stiff hoes can't relate (Ah)

Shoot your shot like a free throw

Just know this pussy ain't free, though

My BD is a Migo

Bitch, your BD is a zero

My back shots sound like bongos

I ain't scared to admit I'm a freak ho (Ah)

At least I'm gettin' my money (Yeah)

Y'all hoes broke, pussy took more turns than a key hole

It did

Like a bun

I'ma throw it back like it's Thursday

I got cake, I'm lit, it's my birthday, ah

Look, I don't ride it on my knees, bitch, I ride it on my toes (Uh)

Big fat ass, it be eatin' up the thong

Got a garage full of foreign cars that I never drove (Yeah)

A bitch couldn't school me with a student loan

So sexy, I could Met Gala in a robe (Yup)

I could body every look and I could body every pose (Yes)

Neck full of diamonds, yeah, I'm forever froze

Will Cardi ever fall off? Bitch, we'll never know, woo

Beat it up

Wait

Bitch, I'm hot like Nevada

Pussy get popped, piñata (Bop)

Lookin' like money (Cold)

You could print my face on a dollar (Okurrr)

This pussy Dominicana

This pussy Americana, ayy

Si tú quiere' que te toma, toma

Bought a couple cribs on my own, I'm a owner (Woo)

Beat it up

Real hot-girl shit

La Cardi (Ah)

Butter (Megan Thee Stallion Remix) lyrics - BTS & Megan Thee Stallion

Aye, It's the Hot Girl Coach and BTS

Smooth like butter

Like a criminal undercover

Gon' pop like trouble

Breakin' into your heart like that

Cool shade stunner

Yeah, I owe it all to my mother

Hot like summer

Yeah, I'm makin' you sweat like that

Break it down

Ooh, when I look in the mirror

I'll melt your heart into two

I got that superstar glow so (oooooh)

Do the boogie like

Side step right left to my beat

High like the moon, rock with me, baby

Know that I got that heat

Let me show you 'cause talk is cheap

Side step right left to my beat (ahem)

Get it, let it roll

Aye

So smooth like the car I ride

Even ya best party planner couldn't catch this vibe

Big boss and I make a hater stay on they job

And I be on these girls' necks like the back of they bobs

Houston's finest in the room with bosses (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

Make 'em all get ratchet in they suits and blouses

I remember writing flows in my room in college

Now I need global entry to the shows I'm rocking

Smooth like cocoa butter

My drip more than a puddle

They know that I'm the wave

Take over every summer

They must be giving Stevie if they ever had to Wonder

'Cause every beat I get on get turned in to Hubba Bubba

Side step right left to my beat (yuh, yuh, yuh)

High like the moon, rock with me, baby (woah, woah, woah)

Know that I got that heat

Let me show you 'cause talk is cheap (yuh, yuh, yuh)

Side step right left to my beat

Get it, let it roll (bruh, bruh, bruh)

Get it, let it roll

Get it, let it roll

(No) Ice on my wrist

I'm that nice guy

Got that right body and that right mind

Rollin' up to party, got the right vibe

Smooth like (Butter)

Hate us (Love us)

Fresh boy pull up and we lay low

All the playas get movin' when the bass low (woah)

Got ARMY right behind us when we say so [*chuckle*]

Let's go

Side step, right, left to my beat (Right, left to my beat)

High like the moon, rock with me, baby

Know that I got that heat

Let me show you 'cause talk is cheap (You know that talk is cheap)

Side step right left to my beat

Get it, let it roll

Smooth like (Butter)

Cool shade (Stunner)

And you know we don't stop

Hot like (Summer)

Ain't no (Bummer)

You be like, oh my God

We gon' make you rock, and you say (Yeah)

We gon' make you bounce, and you say (Yeah)

Hotter

Sweeter

Cooler

Butter

Get it, let it roll

Cobra lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(B-B-Bankroll Got it)

Ayy

Breakin' down and I had the whole world watchin'

But the worst part is really who watched me

Every night I cried, I almost died

And nobody close tried to stop it

Long as everybody gettin' paid, right?

Everything'll be okay, right?

I'm winnin', so nobody trippin'

Bet if I ever fall off, everybody go missin'

At night, I'm sittin' in a dark room thinkin'

Probably why I always end up drinkin'

Yes, I'm very depressed

How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist?

Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot

When they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy

He pourin' me shots, thinkin' it's lit

Hah, little did he know

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, yeah

Pink nails 'round his neck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy

Think it's goin' down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, ah

Ayy, damn, I got problems

Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom

Man, I miss my parents, way too anxious, always cancel my plans

Pulled up, caught him cheatin', gettin' his dick sucked in the same spot I'm sleepin'

Lord, give me a break, I don't know how much more of this shit I can take (Ayy)

How long you been worried 'bout me, tellin' people that's not me?

Honestly, it kinda feel like you plottin', watchin'

Why is you speakin' on me at my lowest when you acted like you ain't noticed?

I was trippin', goin' crazy

And they lowkey hatin', so they ain't gon' say shit

Damn, I finally see it

I'm killin' myself when bitches would die to be me

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, yeah

Pink nails 'round his neck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy

Think it's goin' down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, ah

I ain't goin', yeah, no emotion, ayy

Back outside, yeah, back in motion, ayy

He keep callin', hmm, I ignore it (Ayy)

He say I'm crazy, hmm, don't I know it, ah

Cobra (Rock Remix) lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Spiritbox)

This pussy depressed

Pink nails 'round his neck

Think it's goin' down

This pussy depressed

(B-B-Bankroll Got it)

Ayy

Breakin' down and I had the whole world watchin'

But the worst part is really who watched me

Every night I cried, I almost died

And nobody close tried to stop it

Long as everybody gettin' paid, right?

Everything'll be okay, right?

I'm winnin', so nobody trippin'

Bet if I ever fall off, everybody go missin'

At night, I'm sittin' in a dark room thinkin'

Probably why I always end up drinkin'

Yes, I'm very depressed

How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist?

Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot

When they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy

He pourin' me shots, thinkin' it's lit

Hah, little did he know

Leave me alone in the dark

I am shedding my skin

I need to harden my heart

To protect myself from the pain

Leave me alone in the dark

I am shedding my skin

I need to harden my heart

To protect myself but the pain remains within

Ayy, damn, I got problems

Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom

Man, I miss my parents, way too anxious, always cancel my plans

Pulled up, caught him cheatin', gettin' his dick sucked in the same spot I'm sleepin'

Lord, give me a break, I don't know how much more of this shit I can take (Ayy)

How long you been worried 'bout me, tellin' people that's not me?

Honestly, it kinda feel like you plottin', watchin'

Why is you speakin' on me at my lowest when you acted like you ain't noticed?

I was trippin', goin' crazy

And they lowkey hatin', so they ain't gon' say shit

Damn, I finally see it

I'm killin' myself when bitches would die to be me

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, yeah

Pink nails 'round his neck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy

Think it's goin' down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, ah

I ain't goin', yeah (I ain't goin')

No emotion, ayy (No emotion)

Back outside, yeah (Back outside)

Back in motion, ayy (Back in motion)

He keep callin' (Callin' me)

Hmm, I ignore it (I ignore it)

He say I'm crazy (Say I'm crazy)

Hmm, don't I know it (Ah)

Leave me alone in the dark

I am shedding my skin

I need to harden my heart

To protect myself from the pain

Leave me alone in the dark

I am shedding my skin

I need to harden my heart

To protect myself but the pain remains within

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