Megan Thee Stallion Lyrics

THOT SHIT lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(OG Parker)

(And if the beat live)

(You know Lil Ju made it)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Post me a pic, finna make me a profit

When the liquor hit, then a bitch get toxic

(Why the fuck you in the club when niggas wildin'?)

I've been lit since brunch, thot shit

Order '42 for the table, let's pop shit

Missionary or doggystyle, I'ma top shit

Pussy-ass niggas hatin' on me from the closet (Ah)

Hoes tryna call me a snake

Shit, I guess I can relate, cause a bitch spit a whole lotta venom

And since these hoes all rats

When they come around me, all I see is a whole lotta dinner

I walk around the house butt-naked

And I stop at every mirror just to stare at my own posterior

I don't give a fuck who talk behind my back

Cause the bitch knew better than to let me hear her (Ah)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, ha-hands on my knees

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

Hoes said they wish a bitch would, and I'm a genie

Bitch so hot, gotta stay in bikinis

He got a girl, but he keep beggin' to see me

I love it when a nigga got a mouth full of VVs

No, I'm not a patient, but I let him treat me

I gotta be a doctor how I'm orderin' CCs

Go to your place, no face, no case

Ninety-nine percent tint in a blacked-out Wraith

I remember hoes used to clap for me happily

Now I'm bossed up and them same hoes mad at me

Acting like they ridin', whole time tryna pass me

Watchin' me go through it, still tryna drag me

Actin' like you winnin', if you think about it, actually

Are they supportin' you or really just attackin' me?

I don't give a fuck 'bout a blog tryna bash me

I'm the shit per the Recording Academy (Ah)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, ha-hands on my knees

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

Drinkin' out the motherfuckin' bottle on my thot shit

Everything I eat go straight to my pockets

2021, finna graduate college

Goth girl shit, I'm a real hot topic

Fuckin' on a nigga, make him sing, on some pop shit

I need a real headbanger, on some rock shit

Pussy like crack, wanna hit it like dope

Got a real hot box, but a bitch don't smoke (Ah)

Hot girl, but I'm still the coldest, hey

I'm the big homie, but I ain't the oldest, hmm

Bitch dry hatin', tryna get noticed

Man, ain't nobody come to see you, Otis, look

How many bitches lyin' if they say they bars is better?

They really puppets, so I really gotta go and Geppetto

I'm really talkin', but it really can apply to whoever

My pen a freak, it'll go after a bitch or a nigga (Huh)

Big bank take lil' bank, bitch, add it up

Hoes takin' shots, but they ain't in my caliber

Booked, but I squeeze a lil' head in my calendar

Lookin' in the mirror like, "Damn, I don't brag enough"

LVs, double C's, Birkins, I'm workin'

My chain ain't hittin' if a bitch ain't hurtin'

Look, I ain't even finna argue with a bitch

One thing I know, two things for certain

None of these hoes sayin' shit to my face

And none of these hoes finna see me at the bank

And I'ma keep talkin' all the shit that I want

And I dare one of these hoes come tell me I can't

We ain't even speakin' if the nigga ain't spendin'

He could never say that I was one of his women

I don't even let niggas know where I stay

I'll be damned if he think he poppin' up on this pimpin' (Ah)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, ha-hands on my knees

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit)

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

(OG Parker)

(And if the beat live)

(You know Lil Ju made it)

To Thee Hotties lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

What's up, hotties? It's your girl Megan Thee Stallion, a.k.a The Hot Girl Coach, a.k.a Young Tina Snow, Mrs Hard on a Hoe, a.k.a Thee H-town Hottie. And I really just wanted to get on here right quick and tell y'all thank y'all so much for rocking with me, y'all don't know how much it mean to me. Through the ups, through the downs, y'all always sending me positive messages, uplifting me, I see 'em on Twitter. Yeah, I be lurking in y'all lil' groupchats and stuff. I see 'em on Instagram and I just really had to take a moment to say thank y'all and I appreciate y'all and I love y'all and just as hard as y'all go for me, I always wanna go hard for y'all and just thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you to the OG hotties, thank you to the hotties that been rocking with me since I was doing shows at the strip club. Doin' shows at any bar, any club, to the big stages that we rocking right now. I promise I'ma keep goin' up for y'all and I'ma keep on puttin' on. I'ma keep on puttin' on for Houston and, yeah, love y'all, ah

Good News (2020)

Shots Fired lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Brrt, brrt, baow (Buddah Bless this beat)

Imagine niggas lyin' 'bout shootin' a real bitch (Huh?)

Just to save face for rapper niggas you chill with

Imagine me givin' a fuck it was your fuckin' birthday (Fuck you)

You in your feelings, I just thought it was another Thursday

Now imagine me cockblockin' niggas on some dry shit (What?)

I don't want you on the bench, believe you wouldn't've been invited (You wouldn't've been invited)

And if it weren't for me, same week, you would have been indicted (Should've let them lock your ass up)

You offered M's not to talk, I guess that made my friend excited, hmm

Now y'all in cahoots, huh (Okay), you a puss in boots

You shot a 5'10" bitch with a .22

Talkin' 'bout bones and tendons like them bullets wasn't pellets

A pussy nigga with a pussy gun in his feelings

Okay, he in the backseat and he keep callin' me a bitch (He a bitch)

We all know the shit I could've came back with (Lil'-ass nigga)

He talkin' 'bout his followers, dollars, and goofy shit

I told him, "You're not poppin', you just on the remix" (What's poppin'?)

Now here we are, 2020, eight months later

And we still ain't got no fuckin' justice for Breonna Taylor (Breonna Taylor)

Any nigga on that nigga's side is a clout chaser (Fuck y'all)

A bitch who he fuckin' or a ho that he payin', uh

Imagine me, hahaha

Imagine me entertaining you fuckin' goofy-ass niggas and you fuckin' goofy-ass bitches

Brrt, brrt, blaow (Buddah Bless this beat)

Who you takin' shots at, goofy-ass nigga?

Keep your broke ass out a rich bitch business

And that go for you bitches too that's tryna get picked

Talkin' shit, I'll slide on you, thinkin' that you slick

Ooh shit, it's a lotta weak niggas in this bitch

They confused

They hate me, but watch my videos beatin' they dick

Who a snitch? I ain't never went to the police with no names

I thought a bitch that got her chain snatched, caught a loss had something to say, ayy

I be speakin' facts, uh, they can't handle that, uh

They want me to be the bad guy, let me put my mask on

I was chose, I ain't ask to be this motherfuckin' cold

Still the brightest star and not just the ones that's up in this Rolls

Keep it pimpin' always, actions do the talkin'

I know you want the clout, so I ain't sayin' y'all names

Oh, you out here ballin', huh? Who you get that money from?

Ten toes down for whoever get the Patek, huh?

I be so content 'cause I know I'm a real bitch

And anything I say, I'm never scared to repeat it

You'd think I was a killer how these niggas scared as shit

I pull up one deep, but niggas bring they whole clique, ayy

Who you takin' shots at, goofy-ass bitch?

Watchin' me succeed from your knees, suckin' dick

I know you want attention from the niggas that I get

I'm a steak, you a side plate, shrimp, stay in your place

Real bitch, yeah, yeah, I ain't sellin' fairytales

FaceTime my nigga while my other nigga layin' there

Bitch think she sabotagin' somethin', tryna run and tell

Bitch, I got a bond with my niggas and they all aware, yeah

Who you takin' shots at? Shut up with your scary ass

No profile pic, bitch, your mama shouldn't had

Kick me while I'm down bad, I remember all that

Next nigga send a shot, I'ma sent it right back (Ah)

Brrt, brrt

Brrt, haha

Should've let them lock your ass up

Pussy

Circles lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Yeah

Hey

Real hot girl shit

(Fuck that nigga)

Hey, hey

Baow, baow

Look, why you wanna do the bad bitch wrong? (Huh?)

'Bout to make this every bad bitch song (Ayy)

Don't you hate when you hold a nigga down

Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? (Ayy)

Look (Hey), I ain't in my feelings with it (In my feelings)

Turn around, poke it out, bitch, get it, get it (Get it, get it)

Turn up on 'em, make 'em kill the noise

We ain't goin' back and forth with the lil' boys

Shh, cut the noise

I ain't goin' back and forth with these lil' boys (Lil' boys)

I'm a February baby, I'm a big flirt (Big flirt)

I gotta give a nigga space when his feelings hurt (Hey, hey)

Ayy, look, cut the shit

I ain't goin' back and forth with a broke bitch (Broke bitch)

Jawbreaker, I ain't fuckin' with the sucker shit (Yeah)

If I cut her off, then I mean it and it's fuck a bitch

The more I ignore you, the more you adore me (Yeah)

Crazy-ass niggas need to come with a warnin' (Come with a warnin')

Is he crazy 'bout me or he just crazy? You been trippin' lately (Yeah, yeah)

Nigga too attached, got him actin' like a titty baby (Yeah)

Bullet wounds, backstabs, mama died, still sad

At war with myself, in my head, bitch, it's Baghdad (Yeah)

New nigga tryna come around and play clean (Hmm)

And my clothes fit tight, but my heart need a seamstress (Ah)

Look, why you wanna do the bad bitch wrong? (What?)

'Bout to make this every bad bitch song (Ayy)

Don't you hate when you hold a nigga down

Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? (Ayy)

Look, I ain't in my feelings with it (In my feelings)

Turn around, poke it out, bitch, get it, get it (Get it, get it)

Turn up on 'em, make 'em kill the noise

We ain't goin' back and forth with the lil' boys

One, never let a nigga see you sweat (Never)

Two, never let these niggas come between a check (Yeah)

Three, never let a nigga turn you 'gainst me (Hey)

'Cause the dick come and go, but I'm ridin' past E (Ayy)

Keep that shit player, I don't like gettin' personal

Treat 'em like job, when I get 'em, I'm workin' 'em (Workin')

Niggas love usin' Instagram like a journal (Yeah)

Just like my ass, niggas talkin' in a circle (Baow-baow-baow)

Why niggas love to talk down? I don't know (I don't know)

Like I ain't keepin' all the facts in my phone

Like I ain't got the pictures of you beggin' for forgiveness (Yeah)

I ain't gotta do the most, I know what the real is (I know what the real is)

Ain't the jealous type, please don't believe the hype (Please)

You can't make me mad with some shit that I'ma like (That I'ma like)

Don't mean to be intrusive, but you thinkin' you exclusive

When a party ain't a party if my bitches ain't included (Ah, ah)

Look, why you wanna do the bad bitch wrong? (What?)

'Bout to make this every bad bitch song (Ayy)

Don't you hate when you hold a nigga down

Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? (Ayy)

Look, I ain't in my feelings with it (In my feelings)

Turn around, poke it out, bitch, get it, get it (Get it, get it)

Turn up on 'em, make 'em kill the noise

We ain't goin' back and forth with the lil' boys

Why you wanna do the bad bitch wrong?

'Bout to make this every bad bitch song, ayy

Don't you hate when you hold a nigga down

Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? Ayy

Look, I ain't in my feelings with it

Turn around, poke it out, bitch, get it, get it

Turn up on 'em, make 'em kill the noise

We ain't goin' back and forth with the lil' boys

Cry Baby lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. DaBaby)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Real hot girl shit

(D.A. got that dope)

[DaBaby:]

That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

Her friends and mom hate me (Go)

Lay down on the bed, do the crybaby (Mmm)

She ain't gave me none of that pussy in a while

She had the boy waitin', I don't mind waitin' (Come here)

Oh, you ain't gon' respond to my texts? (Oh, yeah?)

Want me keep on my diamonds, we sex? (What's your name?)

Keisha? (Kei), Jasmine? (Jas), Kiera? Megan? (Go)

Lisa? Ashley? (Ashley), Sierra? Sarah?

She got her hands on her knees with her ass in the air, ooh, that lil' bitch a player

If her friends ain't around to record it, she bend over, shake that lil' ass in the mirror

Like goddamn, what a nigga gotta do for your number?

Shawty came through with that head so good, I said fuck it, I ain't usin' no rubber

Way she make that ass bounce, think I love her

Got that ass and that mouth from her mother

Type to make your bae mad, you in trouble

NBA playoffs that ass, it's a bubble

Uh-uh, uh-uh, come here, come here, uh-uh

Throw that ass back, come here, come here

That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

Her friends and mom hate me (Go)

Lay down on the bed, do the crybaby (Go)

She ain't gave me none of that pussy in a while

She had the boy waitin', I don't mind waitin'

Oh, you ain't gon' respond to my texts? (Oh, yeah?)

Want me keep on my diamonds, we sex? (What's your name?)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

(Wah, wah, wah, wah) Real hot girl shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Lay on my stomach, toot it up, do the crybaby (Crybaby)

Look back, hold it open, now he annihilated (Yeah)

Moaning like a bitch when he hit this pussy

Damn, he probably wanna wear my hoodie (Ah)

Choke me, spank me, look at me, thank me (Thank me)

If I give it to another nigga, he'll hate me (He'll hate me)

Spit, slurp, give him that work

Fell too fast for me, now the nigga hurt

Deeper, deeper, I need a reaper

Thought I was in trouble how he tearin' them cheeks up

Keep me a freak, who the flavor of the week?

If I make up the rules, then I don't think it's cheatin'

Jordan, Tommy, Timothy, Daniel (Which one?)

Might let Jonathan bring in Sarah (Come here, Sarah)

Bitch tryna brag about taking my man (Huh?)

Hah, I needed me a nigga off my hands (Hahahaha)

Uh-uh, don't fuck me like that, fuck me like this, yeah, ayy

His friends and his dad hate me (Yeah)

I broke his lil' heart, he a crybaby (Wah-wah-wah)

If I ain't let him hit the pussy by now

Then that nigga lame if he still waitin' (Ah, ah, ah)

I ain't even save your number (Nope)

So no, I don't can't reply to no text (No text)

I make him cry 'bout the pussy, hmm

Probably why my shit so wet (Ah, ah, ah, ah, wah, wah, wah)

Do It On The Tip lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. City Girls & Hot Girl Meg)

Real hot girl shit

(Do it on the dick, do it on the dick, do it, do it)

And the motherfuckin' City Girls

(Do it on the dick, do it on the dick, do it, do it)

I would never trip about any old dick (Yeah)

If my heart broke, it's nothin' that my jeweler won't fix (That my jeweler won't fix)

Put some ice on my chest just to cool my shit (Brr)

And I keep me a fur, 'cause I'm a real cold bitch, ayy (Ah)

I'm a cold bitch, yes, I'm a cold piece

Lookin' for a Mr. Freeze to get froze like me (Like me)

Got a lot of cold stones, and I ain't talkin' ice cream (Ice cream)

Put my arm to the sun, bet I melt your whole team

Okay, now can I take your order? I'ma serve 'em what they wanted (Yeah)

Bitches thinkin' they the shit when they really toilet water (When they really toilet water)

They don't go against me, they gon' go bar for bar? (Bar for bar?)

I'ma get 'em in the end like Simba did Scar (Ayy)

Oh, shit, I think I'm pregnant, but I don't see no belly (I don't see it)

These bitches tryna come my way before they even ready (They premature)

They say I got the skills, they say I got the look (I got the look)

I got so many bars, they puttin' money on my books, hey (On my books)

Be mad at them niggas how you be mad at me (Bitch)

He got you lookin' stupid, but you wanna argue with me (Huh?)

I got a couple of bitches mad 'cause I don't fuck with them no more (I don't fuck with them no more)

But since you say you so unbothered, what you speaking on me for? (Shh)

Do it on the dick, do it on the dick, do it, do it

Top-notch bitch, I'm A-listed (Huh?)

This City Girl shit, can't flex like this

Old country-ass bitch can't dress like this (Can't)

Bye, do it on the dick and a bitch (Period)

Put this ass on that dick, I'ma spazz on that dick

Go to sleep, take a nap, I'ma crash on that dick

I won't beg for no dick, I won't cry for no dick

If your dick broke, nigga, put a cast on that dick

Rich with an attitude, R-W-A (You is)

Bitch, I got kids, I know how you hoes play (You do)

Ice cube, peanut pussy, eat it, soufflé (Ow)

These hoes my sons, I should call 'em O'Shea

Fuckboys, I ain't pressed for 'em (At all)

I need a nigga with a Patek and a TEC on 'em (Ice, ice, ice)

Big dick, Chrome Hearts, and baguettes on 'em

If he got the bread, I'ma do the rest for him, period

Do it on the dick, do it on the dick, do it, do it

Ayy, real bitch, but that body built like a doll (Doll)

I ain't in no competition with these hoes at all (With these hoes at all)

I should own a bakery way niggas bring the cake to me

And if that boy a baller, I bet I can make him play for me

Okay, now, do it for a real bitch (Yeah), buy a bitch a real bag (Buy a bitch a real bag)

Before I pick the wrong nigga, make sure your friends tagged (Who is he?)

Do it for them bitches and they friends who be big mad (Ah)

I know my haters watchin', so I do it for they bitch-ass

Do it on the dick, do it on the dick, do it, do it

Baow, baow

Brr, brr

Baow, baow-baow-baow

Brr, brr, brr

Baow, baow

Brr, brr

Baow, baow-baow-baow

Sugar Baby lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Oh, he want a bad bitch?

Well, I want a nigga with some money and a long dick

Buy me everything in my cart if you my boyfriend (Helluva made this beat, baby)

Invest in this pussy, boy, support Black business

Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch

If you got some money, then trick on a bad bitch

Spend it for a bad bitch, get it for a bad bitch

If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch

Oh, you wanna see my nails when they done? Shit, pay for 'em

You can't have opinions on no shit that you ain't payin' for

All them high school mindgames only work on needy bitches

Call yourself not talkin' to me, I'm already callin' my other nigga, ayy

Boy, I eat like a bad bitch, kale on my salad (Salad)

Designer on my sheets, boy, I sleep like a bad bitch (Bad bitch)

Thinkin' that he Future, I'ma leave him in the past tense (Bye)

And I'm in my book, so I think like a bad bitch (Woah, woah)

He said, "Let's make a movie," and nutted so quick, we made a story (Ugh)

He tell people we not talkin', no, lil' nigga, you gettin' ignored

He text askin' what we are, I'm like, "LOL, I'm dead" (LOL, I'm dead)

I think all these niggas stupid, but I still want the head, ayy

Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch

If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch

Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch

If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch

I ain't playin nice for no fuckin' plane ticket (Uh-uh)

And I ain't comin' over 'til I know how big your dick is (Let me see)

He can call me lame and he can get an attitude

But I still ain't doin' nothin' I don't wanna do (Ah)

Don't FaceTime me in public, 'cause you don't know who I fuck with

Why you askin' why I'm playin' when you know you got a girlfriend? (Hah)

I'm too bad to be mad (Yup), I'm too sexy to be jealous

And I'm too fuckin' grown to be playin' with these niggas (Hey, hey, hey)

'Cause these niggas act like bad bitches, in the club takin' pictures

Other niggas' sections takin' seats from these bad bitches (Bad bitches)

Moody like these bad bitches, messy like these bad bitches (Ah)

Discussions on who fuckin' like these niggas never had bitches

Oh, he want a bad bitch?

Well, I want a nigga with some money and a long dick

Buy me everything in my cart if you my boyfriend (Helluva made this beat, baby)

Invest in this pussy, boy, support Black business

Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch

If you got some money, then trick on a bad bitch

Spend it for a bad bitch, get it for a bad bitch

If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch

Real hot girl shit

Yeah, I'm already rich, but I'm still tryna get richer, hahaha

Yeah, yeah, ah

Movie lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Lil Durk)

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Take a shot, then turn the phone and shit, give me that D'USSÉ dick

'42, ho, Azul make me do some crazy shit

Fucked him good, now he shakin', call that nigga crazy legs

Mixin' blue with the green hundreds, that shit look like crazy bread

That ain't my man, but that's my man, though, so watch your hands, ho

He tryna holler when you ain't looking, just stop shakin' his hand, bro

Told that nigga give me the money, don't know what you playin' for

This expensive, don't be touchin' on what you ain't payin' for

Eat my coochie, let's make a movie, nigga

I'm talkin' ASMR, let me hear you chew it, nigga

The only L I hold got that V right there next to it

My pussy tight, but I might let him add some stretch to it, ah

Tell her shake it, drop her friends off, and take her pants off

Tell him spend it, you ain't got no money, keep your hands off

Chain one-eighty, it's expensive, bitch, just keep your hands off

I'm a boss, I could buy the same thing my man bought

Shake that booty (Yeah, yeah)

Shake that booty, bitch (Shake that booty, bitch)

Shake that booty (Baow, baow)

Shake that booty, bitch (Baow, baow, baow-baow-baow)

Shake that booty (Yeah)

Shake that booty, bitch (Shake that booty, bitch)

Shake that booty, uh, uh (Shake that booty)

Shake that booty, bitch (Baow, baow, baow-baow-baow)

Shake that

Told the bitch to shake her ass, told me put some ones on it

Told the bitch to kiss my ring, just don't put your tongue on it

Told the bitch bring a chair, I can put my guns on it

Told this bitch this belt Chanel so she know she can't pull on it

When the DJ play you back to back, this shit feel good, don't it?

Never trip about no politics, I know the hood want it

Order bottles, I don't even drink, I know the hood want it

Got my Glock inside the VIP, I wish you would want it

Bounce your booty, uh, uh, make a movie, bitch

Shake your boobies, uh, I'm like a groupie, bitch

That lil' bitch never turn down money, I don't give a fuck who she with

The strip club got the best chicken wings, give me six

Tell her shake it, drop her friends off, and take her pants off

Tell him spend it, you ain't got no money, keep your hands off

Chain one-eighty, it's expensive, bitch, just keep your hands off

I'm a boss, I could buy the same thing my man bought (Ah)

Shake that booty (Yeah, yeah)

Shake that booty, bitch (Shake that booty, bitch)

Shake that booty (Shake that booty)

Shake that booty, bitch (Baow-baow-baow)

Shake that booty (Yeah)

Shake that booty, bitch (Shake that booty, bitch)

Shake that booty, uh, uh (Shake that booty)

Shake that booty, bitch (Ayy)

Shake that

All of that talking in circles, just save it (Yeah)

I don't wanna flirt with you, nigga, just pay me (Huh?)

He gotta go if he ain't comin' with it

Me and a broke nigga ain't getting entangled (Ah)

I want a Birkin-'kin-'kin-'kin ('Kin-'kin)

Finna find out that SSN

Do a nigga how he think he finna do me

Get what I want, then I go missing (Ah)

He send a text, say he mad at me, why? (Why?)

He tryna FaceTime and you know I decline

I don't call you when you be with them hoes

So don't blow me up when you see I'm with mine (Baow)

Thinking you player, she gon' air you out when she mad, hmm (Spazz, nigga)

And I don't kiss you 'cause I know you eating ass, yeah (Ah, ah, ah)

You getting beside yourself, find yourself 'fore I make you hide yourself

Who the fuck pumpin' these bitches? Bitches is ass just like they hydrogel (Just like they hydrogel)

I see how your mama felt, finna go find my belt

Try pull my card and get dealt

Bad bitches get good gifts and that's word to the ride I'm in, ah

Tell her shake it, drop her friends off, and take her pants off

Tell him spend it, you ain't got no money, keep your hands off

Chain one-eighty, it's expensive, bitch, just keep your hands off

I'm a boss, I could buy the same thing my man bought (Ah)

Shake that booty (Yeah, yeah)

Shake that booty, bitch (Shake that booty)

Shake that booty (Baow-baow-baow)

Shake that booty, bitch (Yeah)

Shake that booty (Shake that booty, bitch)

Shake that booty, bitch (Shake that booty)

Shake that booty, uh, uh (baow, baow, baow-baow-baow)

Shake that booty, bitch

Shake that booty

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Shake that booty, bitch

Shake that booty

Freaky Girls lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. SZA)

[Logic:]

(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up")

(Love it, man)

[SZA:]

I'ma be your freak any time or place, any day of the week

Said I'ma let you hit it, I ain't scared, I ain't shy, it's cool with me

I'm lookin' for a thug who ain't scared of the pussy with a gangster lean

If you pull up and a nigga talkin' tough, better freak like me, yeah

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Freaky bitch, I do this, suck it like I'm toothless

Your old bitch can't fuck with me, you ain't teachin' me no new shit

Do you know who you dealin' with? Ain't convicted, but killin' shit

Called the judge just to buy a car, I'm the flyest bitch on the dealership

Long legs, he intimated, Amazon, I'm elevated

Lil' people make lil' people, stallions breed prize babies

Eat it up for a while, baby, buck on it, I'm wild, baby

I ain't scared, let's take it there, I knew you was a crybaby

Bust that pussy wide, let him adventure inside

If my pussy was a beach, he get swept up by the tide

Any nigga I let hit it, they know Stalli is a vibe

If I wasn't such a player, probably be somebody's wife

[SZA:]

I'ma be your freak any time or place, any day of the week

Said I'ma let you hit it, I ain't scared, I ain't shy, it's cool with me

I'm lookin' for a thug who ain't scared of the pussy with a gangster lean

If you pull up and a nigga talkin' tough, better freak like me, yeah

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

I wouldn't call it mackin', I call it speakin' with passion

I don't call it seducin', I move on it, then I have it

Got sugar for the daddies who truly support my habits

Who buy the double-C's when I'm makin' A's in my classes

Why would I lie and say I wanna be your only one?

Knowin' that I'm young and gettin' to the money, havin' fun

Knowin' who I'm talkin' to, but watchin' him across the room

Knowin' when I'm on the 'yac no tellin' what I'm finna do

A special kind of lady, I'm not easily persuaded

Drive so many niggas crazy, I'm thinkin' Uber should pay me

So sophisticated, still writin' incarcerated

Niggas I was fuckin', when he get out, he gon' bang it, huh

[SZA:]

I'ma be your freak any time or place, any day of the week

Said I'ma let you hit it, I ain't scared, I ain't shy, it's cool with me

I'm lookin' for a thug who ain't scared of the pussy with a gangster lean

If you pull up and a nigga talkin' tough, better freak like me, yeah

Freak, freak, freak like me, me, me

Freaky like, freaky like, on it like a freak, like me, yeah, uh

A freak like

Me, yeah

Give me a freak, freaky, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, mmm-mmm, freak, yeah (Love it, man)

Body lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Real hot girl shit

And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Mwah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Mwah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Look at how I bodied that, ate it up and gave it back (Ugh)

Yeah, you look good, but they still wanna know where Megan at (Where Megan at?)

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

See me in that dress and he feel like he almost tasted that (Ah, ah, ah)

Num, num, num, num, eat it up, foreplay, okay, three, two, one

You know I'm the hottest, you ain't ever gotta heat me up

I'm present when I'm absent, speakin' when I'm not there

All them bitches scary cats, I call 'em Carole Baskins, ah

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Baow)

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Yeah, yeah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

I'm a hot ebony, they gon' click it if it's me (If it's me)

All my pictures been gettin' these niggas through the quarantine (Yeah)

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

Any ho got beef from years ago is beefing by herself, ah, ah

If we took a trip on the real creep tip (Yeah)

Bitch, rule number one is don't repeat that shit (Don't repeat that shit)

Rule number two, if they all came with you

They better know exactly what the fuck they came to do (Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Yeah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah)

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Yeah, yeah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah, ah, ah)

The category is body, look at the way it's sittin' (Yeah)

That ratio so out of control, that waist, that ass, them titties (That waist, that ass, them titties)

If I wasn't me and I would've see myself, I would have bought me a drink (Hey)

Took me home, did me long, ate it with the panties on (Ugh, ugh, ugh)

I could build a house with all the brick I got (Yeah)

Bitches spend a lifetime tryna get this hot (Tryna get this hot)

And if her head too big, I could make that pop

I'm not the one to play with like a touch-me-not, ah

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Ah)

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Yeah, yeah, whoa)

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big titties, lil' waist (Whoa, whoa)

Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (Hey, hey, hey, ah)

Ody-ody-ody-ody

Mwah

What's New lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Ayy, ayy, look

Badder than your favorite bad bitch (Ah)

Turned the whole world into a savage (Yeah)

Middle finger in all of my pictures

Just to remind y'all I ain't havin' it (Fuck y'all)

I'm the baddest bitch, who wanna fight about it?

Put 'em in the booth, I bet I'll take the title (Baow-baow-baow)

All of these hoes my sheep

Mary had a little lamb, they was talkin' 'bout me, ayy (Yeah)

Switched sides, so I switched back

Lotta I owe yous I ain't gettin' back (I ain't gettin' back)

Lotta shit I should've walked away from

But the hood bitch in me kept pullin' me back (Bitch, what?)

Wish I would let a ho in my business, ayy (Huh)

Quit askin' 'bout these niggas, look (Bitch)

You don't wan' sip this tea

If I give you the deets, you might get in your feelings, ah

Tell a hater, "Fuck you" (Ah)

They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?

All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool (Yeah)

We was bangin' and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Yeah, yeah)

Middle finger out the roof, tell a hater, "Fuck you"

They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?

All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool (Burr)

We was bangin' and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Baow, baow)

Middle finger out the roof, ah

Pull up Bentley

Drop four-fifty to make my car match with my feelings (Car match with my feelings)

Y'all be hatin', I'm ridin' with Farris to make sure none of y'all hoes come near me (None of y'all hoes come near me)

Bitch, stop cappin', that shit ain't exclusive (Ah)

Y'all in the A buyin' shit from them boosters

I heard y'all niggas ain't buyin' them chains

Just takin' them pics, send it back to the jeweler, ah

Roll one deep, rock two C's

In my purse, I keep some G's (I keep some G's)

Ho, quit talkin' 'bout me to your man

'Cause that only make him more intrigued (Make him more intrigued)

Bitch, you a bum, don't get a crumb

How you got cake and ain't fuckin' for none?

I better not ever catch you talkin' shit (Hey, hey)

If your bank account still attached to your mom's, ah

Tell a hater, "Fuck you"

They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?

All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool (Hey)

We was bangin' and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo

Middle finger out the roof, tell a hater, "Fuck you"

They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?

All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool (Too cool)

We was bangin' and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Hey)

Middle finger out the roof, ah

These niggas love me 'cause I'm like that

Freaky, nasty, bite me, I'll bite back, ayy (Bite back, ayy)

If I want a nigga gone, then he gone

I'm a real street bitch, so you know I can't type that, ayy (Hey, yeah)

These hoes be thinkin' they me

'Til them people wanna see and they really gotta show up, ayy

Hangin' 'round niggas say they made me

You gon' suck a whole lotta dick tryna blow up, ayy (Ah, ah)

I'm finna get mean in this bitch, ayy (Yeah)

They think I'm weak in this bitch, ayy (They think I'm weak in this bitch)

Instead of me teachin' these hoes

I probably should've been readin' a bitch, ayy (Readin' a bitch)

I'm a hundred, not fifty, ayy

Weak niggas never get me, ayy (Nope)

Pussy niggas on the internet

Talkin' 'bout some pussy they ain't gettin', yeah (Pussy)

Tell a hater, "Fuck you" (Fuck 'em)

They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?

All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool (Burr, burr, burr)

We was bangin' and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Woo)

Middle finger out the roof, ah

Work That lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up")

Real hot girl shit (Keep it Z3N)

Ayy

He like it when I work that, twerk that, serve that

And ride it like a rodeo

He like it when I lick that, sit down, look back

When I ride him like a rodeo

I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)

He lookin' like a snack, I'm tryna lick him like (Ah)

I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)

He lookin' like a snack, I'm tryna lick him like (Ah, ah)

Shake, shake that ass, make, make, make it nasty

Since you show it in your pictures, I'm gon' take, take that cash

They know Megan puttin' on for all the ratchet bitches

And if you pop your pussy, boy, call it ratchet business, ayy, look

Bitch, touch them toes, ayy, bitch, get that dough

If you in love with your body, bitch, take off your clothes

I'ma ride him like a pro 'cause I ain't new to this shit

And I ain't never been a clown, but I'ma fool on the dick, ah

He like it when I work that, twerk that, serve that

And ride it like a rodeo

He like it when I lick that, sit down, look back

When I ride him like a rodeo

I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)

He lookin' like a snack, I'm tryna lick him like (Ah)

I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)

He lookin' like a snack, I'm tryna lick him like (Ah, ah)

I told him, "Brr, stick it, wah-wah-wah, stick it"

Why you askin' if I like it when you know that you don't hear me?

All them big-mouth boys never last in it

I scream the loudest when I'm fuckin' on a quiet nigga, ah, ah

Bounce it biggity, she not lit as me

No Nicole, but are you kidding me?

Look up bad bitch, I'm the epitome

Been real thick, I don't no need no Apetamin

Deadass be like are you shitting me?

I'm undead, ain't no bitch killing me

Hold that stick like I'm in a symphony (Ayy)

For these simps, I have no sympathy

He like it when I work that, twerk that, serve that

And ride it like a rodeo

He like it when I lick that, sit down, look back

When I ride him like a rodeo

I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)

He lookin' like a snack, I'm tryna lick him like (Ah)

I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)

He lookin' like a snack, I'm tryna lick him like (Ah, ah)

Real hot girl shit

Ah, mwah

Baow, baow, baow

Brr, stick it, wah-wah-wah, stick it

Wah-wah-wah, stick it, ah

Intercourse lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Popcaan & Mustard)

[Popcaan & YG:]

Gyal, yuh pussy good from birth

Wan' yuh bend it over, yeah, in them skirt

Gyal, yuh full ah energy like dancehall concert (Weh, haha)

Good sex is all you get

I love to see you get wet (Woii yoii)

Cho, weh (Mustard on the beat, ho)

Ayy

[Popcaan:]

Gyal, yuh tight pussy tie mi

Yuh vagina so tiny

Call di iPhone anytime yuh horny

Popskull ah fuck yuh grimy

Cock it up inna di back ah di Ferrari

Mi beat up yuh pussy, mi bruise e, scar e

You are a blessing to my life, baby (Mhm)

Badman turn har on, squeeze her up

Long cocky gon' full her up

Hand cock, but mi nah hold har up

Her best friend ah call, but she doh wan' go

Love when mi feel har up

Finger inna di pussy, dat ah pre-warmup

Gyal, mi sperm thick, mi feed pon walnut

Haha (Ayy)

Sexual intercourse

Sexual, sexual

Sexual intercourse

Sexual, sexual (Woii yoii)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Ayy, when it come to body, nobody bodyin' me

Mixin' weed with the liquor, creatin' the chemistry

Takin' shots back to back of the white Hennessy

I'm about what I say, so please do not tempt me, ayy

I'm so for real, I came no panties when he asked me to chill

I never gave a fuck 'bout what them other girls sayin'

I just wanna know if the dick really hangin'

You ain't gotta sugarcoat shit 'less you're lickin' on me

If that's the case, you need to get the liquor and the honey

Body right, pussy tight, come and put it on me

Sendin' pics to your phone so you're never lonely

Baby, I can take the trip with or without ya

Been a fly bitch way before I found you

Stamps in my passport, can't even count them

All my bitches with me, so I can't leave without them

Baby, why don't we go to Montego?

Let you put your hook in my bumper like a repo

I'm tryna do some real freaky shit, only we know

Treat my body like some oxtails, lick your fingers

Put that cocky on my body, give me spit to make it sloppy

Look me in my eyes and tell me what you like about me

I'm doin' what I got to do for you to make me wifey

Take me where the temperature is hotter than a hottie

[Popcaan:]

Turn har on, squeeze her up

Long cocky gon' full her up

Hand cock, but mi nah hold har up

Her best friend ah call, but she doh wan' go

Love when mi feel har up

Finger inna di pussy, dat ah pre-warmup

Gyal, mi sperm thick, mi feed pon walnut

Haha (Ayy)

Sexual intercourse

Sexual, sexual

Sexual intercourse

Sexual, sexual (Woii yoii, weh)

Sexual intercourse

Sexual, sexual (Weh)

Sexual intercourse

Sexual, sexual

Go Crazy lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Big Sean & 2 Chainz)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Yeah

Real hot girl shit

Mwah

Okay, the hate turned me to a monster, so I guess I'm evil now (I’m evil now)

Woke up and I blacked out everything so I can see it now (See it now)

I'm on that demon time, it's only right I cop the Hellcat (Skrrt)

They always hit me where it hurt, but this time, I felt that (Ow)

Why I gotta prove myself to bitches that I’m better than? (Huh?)

As if I wasn't at radio stations goin' Super Saiyan (Super Saiyan)

As if this fuckin' body isn't everything they buyin' ('Thing they buyin')

And as if a nigga didn’t shoot me and they pickin’ sides (Baow)

I'll be back, I’m 'bout to go crazy

I ain't pullin' up ’less them hoes finna pay me ('Less them hoes finna pay me)

Bitch, I'm the shit, and I ain't gotta prove it (I ain't gotta prove it)

Finna go dumb since these hoes think I'm stupid

I'm 'bout to go crazy, crazy

Bitch, I'm 'bout to go

[Big Sean:]

I hit once, I hit twice, now it's a habit, I go Cassius (Woah, woah)

Your ex nigga made you crazy, this dick make you psychopathic (Straight up)

If the sextape leak and everyone see, know it's gon' be a classic (Classic)

But don't forget how quick I'll crop you out and change the caption (Quick)

Strictly raised by pimpin', not by simpin', show no sympathy

If they hate you for being you, they not secure in they identity (Damn)

Me, myself, and I, she treat me like the Holy Trinity (Woah)

Fuck a Birkin, give you a business, boss you up, now you can buy ten of these (What we doin'?)

Shit, whatever I say

Run your city, now it's mine for however long I stay

Bitch play me, well, that's my bad for ever lettin' her play

My mama prayin' for me, she better pray for whoever in my way (Boy)

Now how many besties done upped and left me? (Huh?)

Who claimed they my dawg and just my pet peeves (Huh?)

Who tried to double back and triple-text me

Fuck I look like stressin' over these hoes that stress me? Lil' bitch

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

I'll be back, I'm 'bout to go crazy

I ain't pullin' up 'less them hoes finna pay me ('Less them hoes finna pay me)

Bitch, I'm the shit, and I ain't gotta prove it

Finna go dumb since these hoes think I'm stupid

I'm 'bout to go crazy, crazy

Bitch, I'm 'bout to go crazy

A bitch can't me check me, can't disrespect me (Shh)

A shot can't hit me if it's sent indirectly

Hoes can't see me with this rap and the fashion

Bitch, you know I'm fire, you can't drag a dragon (Ah)

I used to be patient

Now I'm on some ski mask shit, bitch, I'm anxious (Yeah)

Hoes talkin' cash shit, but can't make a payment (What?)

Carnivore, I'ma eat up any bitch who play me

Forty-inch long black weave like Morticia (Yeah)

Applyin' so much pressure to these hoes, they gettin' blisters (Gettin' blisters)

I'ma buy it twice so my shoes got sisters (Got sisters)

I only want a nigga on my birthdays and Christmas

Mean girl, I ain't lettin' bitches sit with us

I'll be back, I'm 'bout to go crazy

I ain't pullin' up 'less them hoes finna pay me ('Less them hoes finna pay me)

Bitch, I'm the shit, and I ain't gotta prove it (I ain't gotta prove shit)

Finna go dumb since these hoes think I'm stupid

I'm 'bout to go crazy, crazy

Bitch, I'm 'bout to go crazy

[2 Chainz:]

(2 Chainz)

Tony 'bout to go ignorant, rich with the benefits

Crook in my dick, shit lookin' like ten to six

Used to hit the dealership, now they makin' dropoffs

Stars in my roof, I don't have to take the top off (Gone)

County going crazy (Crazy), have your ass knocked off

Charm on my neck lookin' like a fuckin' softball (Woo)

Your ho just left (Left), yeah, she a southpaw

Ass so fat, man, them folk gon' try to outlaw (Outlaw)

Megan, what's poppin'? You already know the topic

Let me see you scrub the ground, let me see you touch the carpet (Carpet)

Still throwin' bands during a pandemic ('Demic)

Smokin' on raw paper with my strand in it

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

I'll be back, I'm 'bout to go crazy

I ain't pullin' up 'less them hoes finna pay me ('Less them hoes finna pay me)

Bitch, I'm the shit, and I ain't gotta prove it (I ain't gotta prove shit)

Finna go dumb since these hoes think I'm stupid

I'm 'bout to go crazy, crazy

Bitch, I'm 'bout to go crazy

Don't Rock Me To Sleep lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Just come get all your stuff, I guess my love ain't good enough

You act so hard with me, but I just saw you in a picture lookin' soft with her

Be calm if you wanna get along with me

Way you talk, really think it's something wrong with me

Why I feel like I gotta share you with the city?

You don't even make a bitch feel like she pretty

Make a bitch feel like she pretty

Kiss me in the middle of the party when it's litty

Remember who you belong to when they friendly

I shouldn't have to teach you somethin' you should be feelin'

Don't rock me to sleep

Skip to the part that you really mean, yeah

Don't rock me to sleep

Baby, just say what you really mean

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Don't rock me to sleep

Skip to the part that you really mean, yeah

Don't rock me to sleep

Baby, just say what you really mean

It's been about six months

Since I threw out all your stuff

You never stood a chance with me

Now it's looking like you're way better off with her

Hair grown, money long, now I'm in the city

All my friends like, "Girl, what you doin' different?"

Guess that fuckboy-free glow hittin'

Waist snatched, ass fat, feelin' real pretty

Yeah, feelin' real pretty

And my new boo got me feelin' real pretty

Hold my hand everywhere so they know he with me

He don't wan' fight, he just wan' fix it

Don't rock me to sleep

Skip to the part that you really mean, yeah

Don't rock me to sleep

Baby, just say what you really mean

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

If you wanna leave, then bye, bye, bye

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Don't rock me to sleep

Skip to the part that you really mean, yeah

Don't rock me to sleep

Baby, just say what you really mean

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

La, la-la-la

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by-by

Blah, blah, blah, la-la-la

La, la-la-la

I'm a big girl, so I won't cry

Don't sing me a lullaby-by

Outside lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up")

Real hot girl shit

We outside

Ayy

I got every purse, every color, shout out to my ex-nigga

Thinkin' 'bout what I want now from my next nigga

Same background, now them bitches know I'm stayin' with you

Flew me out to Turks just to flirt, we ain't takin' pictures

We can keep it low, nobody gotta know

If you ain't wanna pimp, then what you fuckin' with me for?

I know them other bitches probably say they ain't like other bitches

But I guarantee it's something 'bout me that be breakin' niggas

I ain't for the streets, 'cause bitch, I am the street

And I ain't on these niggas, all these niggas be on me

And I'ma be outside 'til I don't wanna be

And I'ma show this ass 'cause it's what they wanna see, look

I ain't for the streets, 'cause bitch, I am the street

And I ain't on these niggas, all these niggas be on me

And I'ma be outside 'til I don't wanna be

And I'ma show this ass 'cause it's what they wanna see, ayy

Put the car in my name so I know it's real

Buy me the same chain that you got when you say, "Let's chill"

I know how much that cost, them diamonds in your mouth

I told him buy the house, but don't be comin' in and out

Baby, can you tell me have you ever heard of polygamy?

It's only me and you, but I got many personalities

Sometimes I like to shop, sometimes I like to bop

Sometimes I like it from the back, sometimes I be on top

I keep tellin' niggas

I ain't for the streets, 'cause bitch, I am the street

And I ain't on these niggas, all these niggas be on me

And I'ma be outside 'til I don't wanna be

And I'ma show this ass 'cause it's what they wanna see, look

I ain't for the streets, 'cause bitch, I am the street

And I ain't on these niggas, all these niggas be on me

And I'ma be outside 'til I don't wanna be

And I'ma show this ass 'cause it's what they wanna see

I checked your bitch out and she basic, that's why she hatin'

She rock designer, but it's old, that shit is dated

I'm rockin' new runway Gianni, Versace hottie

And anything that come behind me is fuckin' sloppy (Ah, ah, ah)

Every day I switch it up, I give 'em looks (Looks)

I switch my hair up just to fuck, we be havin' fun (Havin' fun)

I ask him do he want a blonde? Do he want a redhead? (A redhead)

I can switch my shit to blue or I can wear my real hair

I keep tellin' niggas

I ain't for the streets, 'cause bitch, I am the street

And I ain't on these niggas, all these niggas be on me

And I'ma be outside 'til I don't wanna be

And I'ma show this ass 'cause it's what they wanna see, look

I ain't for the streets, 'cause bitch, I am the street

And I ain't on these niggas, all these niggas be on me

And I'ma be outside 'til I don't wanna be

And I'ma show this ass 'cause it's what they wanna see

Ah, ah

We outside

Savage (Remix) lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Beyoncé)

Queen B, want no smoke with me (Okay)

Been turnt, this motherfucker up eight hundred degree (Yeah)

My whole team eat, chef's kiss, she's a treat (Mwah)

Ooh, she so bougie, bougie, bon appétit

I'm a savage (Yeah), attitude nasty (Yeah, ah)

Talk big shit, but my bank account match it (Ooh)

Hood, but I'm classy, rich, but I'm ratchet (Oh, ah)

Haters kept my name in they mouth, now they gaggin' (Ah, ah)

Bougie, he say, "The way that thang move, it's a movie" (Ooh-oh)

I told that boy, "We gotta keep it low, leave me the room key" (Ooh-oh)

I done bled the block and now it's hot, bitch, I'm Tunechi (Ooh-oh)

A mood and I'm moody, ah

I'm a savage, yeah (Okay)

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Okay)

Sassy, moody, nasty, yeah (Hey, hey, nasty)

Acting stupid, what's happening?

(Woah, woah, woah, what's happening?)

Bitch, what's happening? (Woah, woah, okay)

Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah (Okay)

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Bitch)

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh (Nasty)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (Woah, ooh-oh)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ayy, ah, ooh-oh)

Hips tick tock when I dance (Dance)

On that Demon Time, she might start an OnlyFans (OnlyFans)

Big B and that B stand for bands

If you wanna see some real ass, baby, here's your chance

I say, left cheek, right cheek, drop it low, then swang (Swang)

Texas up in this thang, put you up on this game (Game)

IVY PARK on my frame (Frame), gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang)

If you don't jump to put jeans on, baby, you don't feel my pain (Oh, look)

Please don't get me hype (I'm hype), write my name in ice (Ice, ice, ice)

Can't argue with these lazy bitches, I just raise my price

I'm a boss, I'm a leader, I pull up in my two-seater

And my mama was a savage, nigga, got this shit from Tina

I'm a savage, yeah

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Ratchet, yeah)

Sassy, moody, nasty, yeah (Okay)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (Ah)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ah, what's up?)

Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Woah, woah, woah, okay)

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh (Ooh, ooh, okay)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (Woah, ah)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ayy, ah, ah)

Like Beyoncé, like me (Like me)

He want a bitch like the Stallion with the knees (With the knees)

He be like, "Damn, how that thang movin' in them jeans?"

(Yeah, yeah, them jeans)

Ayy, even D4L couldn't do it like me, like me

Ooh, ah, ooh

But I got this body ready just for you

Girl, I hope he don't catch me messin' 'round with you

Talkin' to myself in the mirror like, "Bitch, you my boo"

I'm the shit, ooh

I need a mop to clean the floor, it's too much drip, ooh

I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (Keep it real, ooh)

Let's play a game, Simon says I'm still that bitch, ayy

I'm still that bitch, yuh (Ah)

I'm a savage, yeah (Okay)

Classy, bougie, ratchet (Okay)

Sassy, moody, nasty, yeah

Acting stupid, what's happening? (Ah)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ah, what's up?)

Bitch, I'm a savage, yuh (Okay)

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Woah, woah, woah, okay)

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh (Ooh, ooh)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (Ooh, ooh, ah)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ayy, ah, ah)

I heard they askin' for the Queen, they brought some cameras in here

I'm a bad bitch, she's a savage, no comparison here

I'ma flip my hair and look back while I twerk in the mirror

All this money in the room, think some scammers in here

I'm comin' straight up out that Third, I whip the whip like I stirred it (Stirred)

Woodgrain, we swervin', keepin' his mind all on these curves (Uh)

Coupe fly like a bird (Bird), cold on 'em like, "Brrr" (Icy)

Always keep my words, no, I don't do crosswords

Stallion when I ride, he like them hot girls with them hips, ah (Skrrt, skrrt)

I hopped that shit, the way I hopped out and slid, ah (Skrrt, skrrt)

I pop my shit, now watch me pop up again, ah (Woah)

I mop the floor, now watch me sweep up these Ms, 'cause I— (Ah)

I'm a savage, yeah (Savage, okay)

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Okay)

Sassy, moody, nasty, yeah (Nasty)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (What's happening?)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ahh, what's up?)

Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah (Okay, I'm a savage)

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Woah, woah, woah, okay, bitch)

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh (Yeah, yeah, nasty)

Acting stupid (Woah), what's happening? (What's happening?)

Bitch, what's happening? (Ayy, ah, what's happening?)

I'm a savage

It's the Stallion and the B

H-Town, goin' down

Girls In The Hood lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Fuck bein' good, I'm a bad bitch (Ah)

I'm sick of motherfuckers tryna tell me how to live (Fuck y'all)

Wack hoes hate under my pictures on the 'Gram (Ugh)

Bitch, you better hope I never run across your man, uh

In the mall with him, I'ma have a ball with him (Woah)

Somebody call Rihanna, I'ma buy some drawers with him

He fuckin' with Thee Stallion 'cause he into wild women (He love wild women)

Put them legs on his head, now he love tall women (Ah)

You'll never catch me callin' these niggas daddy (Nope)

I ain't lyin' 'bout my nut just to make a nigga happy (Nigga, please)

Lifestyle when a nigga can't fit a Magnum

It never happened if the dick wasn't snappin' (Ayy)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)

Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)

I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)

These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)

Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)

I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)

These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

Any rumor 'bout me, let me dead it (Let me dead it)

I'm a open book and your man probably read it (Ah)

Look at my AP and these hoes still pathetic (Mmm)

Real bitches back when I check my Patek, yeah (Woah)

Yeah, he call my Patty Cake 'cause the way that ass shake (Ass shake)

I'ma make him eat me out while I'm watchin' anime (Anime)

Pussy like a Wild Fox, lookin' for a Sasuke (Ayy, yeah)

One night with him make him lose it like a prom date (Ah)

Two watches, yeah, call me two-timin' (Two-timin')

Skin like gold and my teeth like diamonds (Like diamonds)

Hot Girl chain, Elliot got me shinin' (Yeah)

They tried to knock me off, but a bitch still grindin'

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)

Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)

I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)

These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)

Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)

I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)

These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

I'm a rich nigga magnet (Yeah), pretty with a fatty (With a fatty)

Thirty-inch weave with the long eyelashes (Long eyelashes)

Yes, I got a man if I don't like who askin' (Boy, bye)

I don't stand outside 'cause I'm too outstandin' (Ah)

'Cause the girls in the hood are always hard

Ever since sixteen, I been havin' a job

Knowin' nothin' in life, but I gotta get rich

You could check the throwback pics, I been that bitch (Ah)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)

Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)

I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)

These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)

Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)

I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)

These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

Don't Stop lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Young Thug)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Real hot girl shit

Ah, ayy

(Buddah bless this beat)

I've got a stank ass walk and a reckless ass mouth (I don't give a fuck)

And my shit so tight, when we fuck, my pussy talk (My pussy talk)

I don't even say, "What's up?"

I just tell him what I want (What I want)

'Cause I got another nigga that's gon' do it if he don't (Ah)

Attitude bad, pussy too good (Yeah)

When he say, "Fuck me" I tell him, "Fuck me good" (Good)

Chase these niggas? I wish I would

Bad bitch like me? Hoes wish they could (Could)

She a Casper to me, I need glasses to see

In the mall with her daddy, she a bastard to me (Yeah)

If you ain't fuckin' him right, bitch, pass him to me

Real niggas love me from the H to the D

Don't stop, pop that cat

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Bow, bow, bow)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

Don't stop, pop that cat (Bow)

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Brr, brr, brr)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

[Young Thug:]

Patek, just for the day

If she got the gold, roll the Ace of Spades

She catch a cold when she rock chains

But lemme see, Pinky and the Brain (Brain)

Our baby mommas ain't the same

She like, "Baby daddy, ice my chain" (Ice)

She 'bout to come and give me top like a crane

You a bitch and a ho, but you gang, ayy

Shake what ya doctor gave ya

And I'ma ice your wrists like a player (Ayy)

Doc in Miami added layers

Now the ass is fat like a acre

Come to the spot and we lay up

And I'll cream that pussy like mayos

Ever since I got my cake up

I been runnin' these bitches like a mayor (Whew)

Don't stop, hatchback

Shakin' that ass on Snapchat (Yeah)

Off the script and shakin' that ass

What you'll do for these rack, racks (Whew)

Where my thots at?

I just freed this bitch like a bird, yeah (Yeah)

Where my thots at?

Let me hit it from the back, say, "Slatt, Slatt"

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Don't stop, pop that cat

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Bow, bow, bow)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

Don't stop, pop that cat (Bow)

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Brr, brr, brr)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch (Hey)

I'm gonna blow him like AC (Mwah)

Give me big head like I.T (Ah)

Lick, lick, lick me 'til I scream

Twist his tongue like I, I mean

I mean my body so out of this world

Change my at name to ASTROGIRL (ASTROGIRL)

People say I'm way too full of myself

You're right, and I ain't even made it to dessert (Ah)

Buffy, no angels, star no spangle

Forty inch weave, my killer don't tangle

Call my drug dealer boyfriend on Tango

Use the Tajín when I'm eating a mango

Yeah, I get jealous

If you ate it real good I can't help it

Any bitch you're fuckin' with, you need to dead it

'Fore I come through and shit get hectic, ah

Don't stop, pop that cat

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Bow, bow, bow)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

Don't stop, pop that cat

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

Don't stop, pop that cat

Mm, mm, just like that

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Bow, bow, bow)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

Don't stop, pop that cat

Mm, mm, just like that (Bow, bow, bow)

Mm, mm, shake that shit (Brr, brr, brr)

Mm, mm, work it, bitch

EP: Suga (2020)

Ain't Equal lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Ayy

I lost my mommy and my granny in the same month (What?)

A bunch of bitches talking down 'cause I'm coming up

I know some people in my own city hating on me (Damn)

And if you hoping I fall off, you gon' be waiting on it, ayy

I'm the only child, I never wanted to be in no clique

You a rat, I ain't no mouse, I know we ain't finna click

A born leader, I ain't never want to be like a bitch

I been a freak, so I keep a nigga sucking my clit

Okay, let's talk about it, no petty shit, let's keep that shit a bill (Okay)

It's a difference in the bitch who rap and the bitch who rap for real

I'm dedicated, this my passion in me, can't nobody take it (Huh)

Bitch, you know your favorite rapper could never keep up with Megan

Bitch, we ain't equal

Y'all fucking on the same niggas, pussy in the sequel

Disrespect me and this shit gon' get lethal

Yeah, I look good, but, lil' bitch, I get evil

Booty club, who gon' show that pussy? This a free check

Throw that ass on me and my nigga get a free check

And I ain't hiding, but I can't let you know where I be at

'Cause it's gon' be the gossip of the city if they peep that

My secrets, keep that

Trust me, you ain't scarin' me, bitch, I ain't intimidated (Hell nah)

I ain't gon' argue with no ho who just a fan of me (A fan)

You taking shots at a bitch that'll never care (Bah-bah-bah)

How it's on sight and I don't never see you nowhere? (Bitch)

Niggas coming too strong, wait a minute, hold on (Wait, wait)

Let him eat me out and still put him in the friend zone (Ah, ah)

Bitches wanna hang when they know they really hate me

I'm still winning even if you don't congratulate me

Niggas gettin' mad they can't hit, boy, this my pussy

Stick the whole clip up in your throat and make you feel pussy

Bitch, I been popping, doing numbers, been lit

And since the nigga think he made me, tell him do it again

Bitch, we ain't equal

Y'all fucking on the same niggas, pussy in the sequel

Disrespect me and this shit gon' get lethal

Yeah, I look good, but, lil' bitch, I get evil

Booty club, who gon' show that pussy? This a free check

Throw that ass on me and my nigga get a free check

And I ain't hiding, but I can't let you know where I be at

'Cause it's gon' be the gossip of the city if they peep that

My secrets, keep that

Another bitch shining ain't gon' dim my light (Uh-uh)

Another bitch beef ain't gon' make me fight (Yeah)

I never been a fan of competitive shit

'Cause I'm still a winner up against whoever it is (Ah)

They be talking, yeah, I see it, all that clout, I don't need it

Hoes showing fake love when they really hate to see it

Niggas tryna get some fame off my name, that's a shame

When I started making money, that's when everybody changed, huh

Real Hot Girl shit

Still the same bitch

Savage lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

I'm that bitch (Yeah)

Been that bitch, still that bitch (Ah)

Will forever be that bitch (Forever be that bitch)

Yeah (Ayy, ah)

I'm the hood Mona Lisa, break a nigga into pieces

Had to X some cheesy niggas out my circle like a pizza (Yeah)

I'm way too exclusive, I don't shop on Insta' boutiques

All them lil' ass clothes only fit fake booties

Bad bitch, still talking cash shit

Pussy like water, I'm unbothered and relaxing

I would never trip on a nigga if I had him

Bitch, that's my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah

I'm a savage (Yeah)

Classy, bougie, ratchet (Yeah)

Sassy, moody, nasty (Hey, hey, yeah)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (Woah, woah)

Bitch, what's happening? (Woah, woah)

Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh

Acting stupid, what's happening?

Bitch, what's happening? (Ayy, ah)

Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all I'm showing (Ah)

I keep my niggas private, so his AP all I'm showing (Baow)

Beefing with you bitches really getting kinda boring

If it ain't about the money, then you know I'm gon' ignore it

I'm the shit, ooh (Ayy)

I need a mop to clean the floor, it's too much drip, ooh (Too much drip, ooh)

I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (I keep a whip, baow)

Let's play a game, Simon says I'm still that bitch, ayy (Still that bitch)

I'm still that bitch, yeah (Ah)

I'm a savage

Classy, bougie, ratchet (Yeah)

Sassy, moody, nasty (Yeah)

Acting stupid, what's happening? (What's up?)

Bitch, what's happening? (What's up?)

Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (Bitch)

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh

Acting stupid, what's happening? (What's up?)

Bitch, what's happening?

Bitch, I'm lit like a match, ooh

And any nigga I let hit is still attached, ooh

That body right, but you know this pussy fat, ooh

I drop a picture, now these bitches feel attacked, ayy

Don't let that nigga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh

I make a call and get a pussy nigga smacked, uh

These bitches talkin' 'bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh

I'm in a Lam', bitch, catch me if you can, ooh

I'm kickin' bitches out they spot, Stalli' Chan, yeah (Ah, yeah)

Niggas say I taste like sugar, but ain't shit sweet (Ah)

Mwah

Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah

Captain Hook lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Real Hot Girl shit, ah

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)

Ayy, bitch, I'm a problem nobody solvin'

You can keep hating, I'm poppin' regardless

He want a bitch look like Megan Thee Stallion (Yeah)

Don't want your nigga 'cause I want his daddy

I like to switch up my style every week

I gotta switch up my hair every day

I ain't no ho, but I do be on go

And I promise my nigga's gon' love me the same

I'm a Hot Girl, don't try it at home

I wear the shit that be showing my thong

I like to drink and I like to have sex

I fuck the niggas that's cutting the checks

Dance on the dick, now, you been served

I like a dick with a little bit of curve

Hit this pussy with an uppercut

Call that nigga Captain Hook

Ayy, I go shopping, mmh, want it, then I cop it, ayy, yeah

Bitches boppin', mmh, I do it, they copy, ayy, look

He's a sweetie, mmh, kiss it when he eat it, ayy, yeah

Know it's good when you chewin' and you singin'

I love niggas with conversation that find the clit with no navigation

Mandatory that I get the head, but no guarantees on the penetration (Huh)

I be texting with a bi chick, we both freaky, just trying shit (Mwah)

Main nigga getting super jealous, he don't even know about the other fellas

I need a Mr. Clean, make that pussy beam (Ooh, ooh)

Okay, I just might need a baker, make that pussy cream (Pussy cream)

Okay, you woke up mad at me 'fore you ain't brush your teeth

Mm-mm-mm, that's just super sad, fuck it, carpe diem, ah

I'm so indecisive, you can't cuff me, but I'm wifey (But I'm wifey)

I just want a nigga who gon' slurp me like an Icee (Slurp me like an Icee)

Bitches bite me so hard, had to put them on a diet (Put them on a diet)

Bitch, this ain't no tryout, so lil' ho, you better not try me (Ho, you better not try me)

I got a man, I got a bitch

I'm a banana, they gotta split (Hey, hey, ah)

One in your top, one in your tip (Hey, hey)

One for the club, one for the crib (One for the crib)

My nigga fine, I wanna fuck

Ice in his mouth, eat me up

Rockin' his chain, wearin' his ring

Gettin' some brain, ah, ah, ah

Ayy, I go shopping, mmh, want it, then I cop it, ayy, yeah

Bitches boppin', mmh, I do it, they copy, ayy, look

He's a sweetie, mmh, kiss it when he eat it, ayy, yeah

Know it's good when you chewin' and you singin'

Hot Girl Summer, I ain't fucking with no drama, huh (Fuckin' with no drama)

He was tripping, so I hung out with his partner, huh (Hey, with his partner)

Fuck him good, introduce me to his mama, huh (To his mama)

Thought he had me 'til I came out with the condom, huh (With the condom)

Drinking D'USSÉ out the motherfuckin' bottle, hey (Out the motherfuckin' bottle)

I'm a rapper, not no motherfuckin' model, huh (Not no motherfuckin' model)

Got a nigga, but I think I'll have another, huh (Think I'll have another)

I'm too sexy to be fucking under covers, huh

I know you know me, I ain't gotta introduce shit, hmm (Introduce shit)

Same crew, I ain't hanging with no new bitch, hmm (Hangin' with no new bitch)

I'ma buy it when I land, I rock new shit, hmm (Bitch, I rock new shit)

I ain't fucking with that nigga, I got new dick, hmm (Woah)

Please don't try me, lil' bitch, you know I'm with that, hmm (Bitch, you know I'm 'bout that)

I'll break a ho in half like a Kit-Kat, hmm (Like a Kit-Kat)

Please don't ask me 'bout it if you know I did that, huh (Bitch, you know I did that)

Not a stylist, but I'll push your fucking wig back, huh

Real Hot Girl shit, ah

Mwah

Hit My Phone lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Kehlani)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Ayy

Posted, toasted, hangin' at the back

Made money all year, make a toast with the yak

Window to the wall, throw it back, throw it back

And if I leave with him, he gon' eat it for a fact

I seen a lot of fuck shit, but I'ma let it slide

I got it in my system, now I'm really tryna ride

I don't know if it's us Aquarius'

That just like to have fun and ain't scared to fuck (Ah)

[Kehlani:]

I get nasty

When the moon come out and the juice kick in

Liquor in my system, system

No need to ask me

When the party end 'cause I'm on my way

To give you what you're missin', missin'

It's 2:30 on the dot and still crackin' at the spot

Oh yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

We ain't tryna make it home and I don't wanna be alone

No way, yeah, tonight

So hit my phone, woah-oh

Sippin' '42 and you know I'm bent

Too far gone, oh-oh

Liquor got me sendin' that risky text

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Ayy, ayy

I'm feelin' kinda tipsy, come and get me (Yeah)

You can hit it in the party if you're feelin' risky (Hey, hey, hey, yeah)

I got all these niggas mad 'cause they where you wanna be

On the dance floor, rubbin' all on my body (Yeah)

Now tell them hoes back-back, give you fifty feet

Before you look at him, you know I'm the one you see (Yeah bitch)

He told me I get crazy when I get up on the yak

Nah, I just never play with bitches like that

I be drinkin' out the bottle and I need a mouthful

And I know I'm from the south, but you need your goggles (Yeah, ha)

Party like a vato, shots of the blanco

Guaranteed to knock a nigga up out his zapatos

I'm tryna make it home, but you lookin' so good

I would pull it out your pants, right now if I could (Yeah)

But you know everything I do gon' make it to the net (Ah)

So I guess I can wait until I get you to the bed (Ah)

[Kehlani:]

So hit my phone, woah-oh

Sippin' '42 and you know I'm bent

Too far gone, oh-oh

Liquor got me sendin' that risky text

It's 2:30 on the dot and still crackin' at the spot

Oh yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

We ain't tryna make it home and I don't wanna be alone

No way, yeah, tonight

B.I.T.C.H. lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(I'd rather keep it real with ya')

Real hot girl shit

It ain't always about what you like, sometimes it's about what's right

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

Why you wanna play with me? You know I'm undefeated

A real hot girl know how to keep a nigga heated

You say you want respect? Well treat me how you wanna be treated

You told me "keep it real" but you don't practice what you preachin'

You want me to blow your phone up and come looking for you till I find you

You really want me to whoop the hoe that you fuckin' with if I find her

Bitch you ain't that busy, I don't give a fuck what you ain't got time for

You look me in my eyes and know you lyin', man that's fraud, bruh

Man you knew I was a player 'fore you met me, need to relax

You know that you gon' hate me if I get to playin' get-back

I ain't turn into no bad bitch when you met me, boy I been that

You tryna make me something that I ain't, and I ain't with that

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

I got my mind on gettin' paid, we ain't spoke in some days

He prolly thinkin' I'm in pain, but I'm really on game

Ain't no nigga finna stop me, independent, I got me

All the shit that I be needin' can't depend on a "prolly"

And that's fucked up 'cause you know that I don't fuck with nobody

I be quiet, but you out here tellin' stories one-sided

I ain't perfect, and I try to fix the shit that ain't working

But it's 2020, I ain't finna argue 'bout twerking

Since you wanna test the waters, might as well jump in with both feet

If you leave me, and you see me, better act like you don't know me

If you thinking shit get better with another bitch, go get her

When you realize she ain't got you like I got you, I can't help you

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway

You know you can't control me baby, you need a real one in your life

Them bitches ain't gon' give it to you right

I'd rather be a B.I.T.C.H.

(I'd rather keep it real with ya')

Rich lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Hey, ayy, ayy

I ain't never need a nigga money 'cause I make it

But if that nigga wanna pay a bill, I'ma take it

I love a lot of zeros, but I don't fuck with no losers (Yeah)

Two type of people in this world and I'm a chooser (Yeah)

I was in the club with my trick eating suya (Hey)

Brought my freaky friend 'cause he know I ain't gon' do nothin' (Nah)

He be eating everybody pussy, I can't kiss him

I'ma give him back when he broke, I can't fix him (Nah)

Should've saw his face when I ran it up in Louis (Ha)

I'ma treat the nigga how he look (Ayy, ayy), stupid

I'm a rich bitch with some rich friends (Yeah, yeah, hey)

If he buy it for me, he gotta buy it for them (Buy, buy)

I'm a boss bitch, I don't need help (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma tell him to buy it, but I can get it myself, ah (Ooh, ooh)

Rich lil' bitch, don't be speaking if you broke (Hey, hey)

Rich ass bitch gettin' money on my own (Money on my own)

Rich lil' bitch, don't be speaking if you broke (Hey, hey, hey, yeah)

I'm a rich ass bitch gettin' money on my own, ah (Ayy, ayy)

I get real money, big rolls, no tummy (Huh)

Buy it off the mannequin, I go real dummy (Yes)

I'm the hot girl, I'm the it bitch (It bitch)

Probably got your favorite nigga on my block list, uh (Ayy, hey, yeah)

Ain't no upgradin' when you goin' after me (Goin' after me)

Your bitch ain't in my bracket, stop comparing her to me ('Paring her to me)

You in love with him, but he buyin' shit for me (Buyin' shit for free)

We be spendin' time, but he know it ain't for free (Yeah)

I'm a rich bitch with some rich friends (Yeah, yeah, hey)

If he buy it for me, he gotta buy it for them (Buy, buy)

I'm a boss bitch, I don't need help (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma tell him to buy it, but I can get it myself, ah (Ooh, ooh)

Rich lil' bitch, don't be speaking if you broke (Hey, hey)

Rich ass bitch gettin' money on my own (Money on my own)

Rich lil' bitch, don't be speaking if you broke (Hey, hey, hey, yeah)

I'm a rich ass bitch gettin' money on my own, ah (Ayy, ayy)

Niggas say I taste like sugar, but ain't shit sweet

If it ain't about no motherfuckin' money, don't be lookin' for me

Stop Playing lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Gunna)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Please stop playin' with me, bitch

Please stop playin' with me

Please stop playin' with me, bitch

Please stop playin' with me

Ayy, you bitches is weird, I don't wanna hang

Way that he talkin', I'm knowin' he lame

Look at my watch, look at my ring

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin'

You bitches is weird, I don't wanna hang

Way that he talkin', I'm knowin' he lame

Look at my watch, look at my ring

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin'

Way too lit, watch my drip

When I take that sip, niggas know I ain't playin'

I'm from the H, excuse my slang

I'm comin' down, know what I'm sayin'?

I really be workin', bought me a Birkin

I bet if I post it, them bitches gon' hate

Sayin' you happy and knowin' you hatin'

Don't congratulate me, you bitches is fake (Yeah)

Just got a bag, went to the lot

Looked at the dealer and told him, "I'll take it"

Before I was rich, I was poppin' my shit

Now that I'm lit, ain't shit changed

Watchin' me blow up, watchin' me glow up

Ayy, I know you can't take it, ayy

Talkin' that shit from way over there

Huh, bitch, stop playin'

[Megan Thee Stallion (Gunna):]

Ayy, you bitches is weird, I don't wanna hang

Way that he talkin', I'm knowin' he lame

Look at my watch, look at my ring

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin'

You bitches is weird, I don't wanna hang

Way that he talkin', I'm knowin' he lame

Look at my watch (Watch), look at my ring (Ring)

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin'

[Gunna:]

Say it again

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin' (Stop playin')

Your Rolex is flooded, look at your hand (Your hand)

My house came with acres, I own some land (Yeah)

Big booty bitch 'bout to bust out her pants (Woo)

Damn, look how she walk (Walk), she got a stance (Stance)

These hoes throwin' salt (Salt), you might get a chance

Young Wunna big boss, my M's in advance (Yeah)

Feel like a prince (Prince), money gon' print

I'm kickin' shit, young Jackie Chan (Wah)

I'm the new voice, ridin' 'round with that bread (That bread)

My crew done got rich, ain't no way be depressed (Depressed)

I'm so elite (Elite), I'm the rap MVP (Uh-huh)

Ain't no way to compete, you get way too much rest (Much rest)

Keep that shit on, every day I be dressed (Be dressed)

I'm rockin' Margiela, this t-shirt is mesh

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Please stop playin' with me, bitch

Please stop playin' with me

Please stop playin' with me, bitch

Please stop playin' with me

Ayy, you bitches is weird, I don't wanna hang

Way that he talkin', I'm knowin' he lame

Look at my watch, look at my ring

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin'

You bitches is weird, I don't wanna hang

Way that he talkin', I'm knowin' he lame

Look at my watch, look at my ring

You know how I'm comin', bitch, stop playin'

Crying In The Car lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Money to make and we all gon' spend it

Takin' care of my team, they wit' me

Can't complain, can't do no trippin'

Sayin' a prayer and I know he hear me

People keep sayin' I should be the bigger person

Who's gonna worry 'bout me when I'm hurtin'?

Got one more time, keep talkin' that shit

And I'ma wild out and go hard on a bitch

I been stayin' up all night

My niggas in the street, I'm makin' sure they're alright

And if I tell 'em it's a issue, then it's on sight

I'm on point, let me show you what that aim like

Shit ain't the same and you say I'm changin'

But I really think it's you

Mad at me 'cause I'm elevatin'

But what you wanted me to do?

Please don't give up on me, Lord, Lord

Promise to keep goin' hard, hard

All of them nights that I cried in the car

All them tears turned into ice on my arms

Please don't give up on me, Lord, Lord

Promise to keep goin' hard, hard

All of them nights that I cried in the car

All them tears turned into ice on my arms

And that's why I keep goin' harder

And harder (Ayy)

And that's why I keep goin' harder

And harder (Ayy)

Nigga, why you wanna play with me?

And why your girl look like she got somethin' to say to me?

He a snake and you layin' in the snake pit

'Cause he the type of nigga fuck a bitch I'm cool with

I don't want to talk and I barely wanna listen

Niggas playin' tag and they all tryna get me

Gotta stay focused, gotta stay winnin'

Young bitch just tryna make these millions

You know ya really motivatin' me

I'm really happy that you mothafuckas hate me

All them hoes get quiet when I walk in

They don't bother me, I know them bitches ain't shit

Shit ain't the same and you say I'm changin'

But I really think it's you

Mad at me 'cause I'm elevatin'

But what you wanted me to do?

Please don't give up on me, Lord, Lord

Promise to keep goin' hard, hard

All of them nights that I cried in the car

All them tears turned into ice on my arms

Please don't give up on me, Lord, Lord

Promise to keep goin' hard, hard

All of them nights that I cried in the car

All them tears turned into ice on my arms

And that's why I keep goin' harder

And harder (Ayy)

And that's why I keep goin' harder

And harder (Ayy)

And that's why I keep goin' harder

And harder (Ayy)

And that's why I keep goin' harder

And harder (Ayy)

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