Realer lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Check, check, check
LilJuMadeDisBeat
Ay, say, nigga, I don't wanna talk
Meet me at the bank, show me what you really 'bout
Niggas ain't real when the shit really count
That's why I keep my lil' cat in they mouth
Say, bitch, I don't gotta cap
Everything I talk, yeah, I really did that
If you want beef, then my bitch gon' scratch
I'ma get the money, so I let her handle that (Woo)
Free JT (Ayy)
Real bitches fuck with me (Ayy)
I don't do shit for the free, man
Y'all niggas gotta pay me (Ayy)
Put some respect on my team (Huh)
I'm the 1501 queen (Ayy)
Bitch, you better learn who run it
'Cause all this money gotta come through me (Ayy)
I keep it realer than real
Fuck all the critics and fuck how they feel
I'm getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Don't worry 'bout why I do what I do (Bitch)
'Cause I ain't worried bout you (Bitch)
Nah, I don't wanna be cool (Bitch)
Still hanging with the same crew (Ayy)
Cut a nigga off and my checks got bigger
Rich bitch shit, got a broke ho bitter
Hotter any bitch, I'm the hardest in the litter
If you think she bad, put her in, let me get her
Y'all praisin' bitches that's doin' the minimum
They put that check in my hand, now I'm killin' 'em
Don't wanna link with these bitches, ain't feelin' 'em
I'll knock the shit out that bitch like a enema, ahh
Yeah (Hmm)
I know these bitches want the recipe for this hot shit
I told them bitches I ain't gon' let one hater stop shit
(I ain't gon' let no hater stop shit)
Gucci down, these niggas love the way I rock shit
I'm a real rap bitch, this ain't no pop shit
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
These hoes know who to play with
On the internet, all with the gang shit (Ayy)
They love to talk hot shit with a lame bitch
But when they come around me they don't say shit (Okay)
Ayy, yo' shit ain't pop 'cause it ain't hot
Keep talkin' trash, I'ma come take you out
Straight to the top, you cannot reach me
Ain't fuckin' these niggas, I'm makin' 'em eat me
Got that big budget with no major deal
Don't wanna fly out to go eat a meal
I am not signing for less than a mil
If you don't like it, then fuck how you feel
Dreams, fuck with Kel
J-bone, what's the deal?
In the section with the bands
Bring them girls over here
I keep it realer than real
Fuck all them critics and fuck how they feel
I'm getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Don't worry 'bout why I do what I do (Bitch)
'Cause I ain't worried bout you (Bitch)
Nah, I don't wanna be cool (Bitch)
Still hanging' with the same crew (Ayy)
Hood Rat Shit lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
I want to do it 'cause it's fun
It's fun to do bad things
(Hood rat shit)
Drive into a car (Ahh)
Did you know you could perhaps kill somebody? (Mwuah)
Yes, but I wanted to do hood rat stuff with my friends
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Everywhere we go (Yeah) we be drinking Hen (Ayy)
Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch, bounce that shit (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh, yeah) hood rat shit (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Yeah) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ahh)
I'm from South Park
I be in Dead End
I move to the 'burbs and put my friends on some licks
They wanna know 'bout me
They say, "Tell me your story"
Only thing you need to know is I'm in love with the money
Out here and I'm getting it, ayy
Young rich bitch, I'm pretty, ayy
Little bitty boys, big titties
Whole lotta hot shit, hot shit, hot shit
405-0 can't stop shit
All my niggas gon' pop shit, ayy
Big ol', big ol', big ol' ass, all my bitches gonna pop shit
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Everywhere we go (Yeah) we be drinking Hen (Ayy)
Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch, bounce that shit (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh, yeah) hood rat shit (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Yeah) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ahh)
Bitch, keep talking that shit from your Honda
Hoes love to act, but they ain't with the drama
Want my spot? Gotta fight like Wakanda
Bitch, run up and get hit with the one-done
Hood rat shit, yeah, with my hood rat friends
You ain't from my hood
What you doing round here?
Asking all them questions
You must be the Feds
Better get from round here
'Fore you wind up dead
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Everywhere we go (Yeah) we be drinking Hen (Ayy)
Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch, bounce that shit (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh, yeah) hood rat shit (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Yeah) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ahh)
Moved out the hood but I still throw that bitch up
Came in the club with a clique full of shooters
Niggas get stiff, they call me Medusa
I don't wanna fuck without the Medula
Hood rich, doing hood shit
That ain't no champagne in my glass, ho
This some Henny bitch
At the strip eating chicken wings with a thick bitch
Make it clap
She be dancing just like the diamonds up in my necklace
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Everywhere we go (Yeah) we be drinking Hen (Ayy)
Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch, bounce that shit (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh, yeah) hood rat shit (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Yeah) with my hood rat friends (Ayy, yeah)
Hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ayy)
Doing hood rat shit (Huh) with my hood rat friends (Ahh)
Pimpin lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up!"
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up (Swipe)
Drop it off in your fucking face, it's the sawed-off (Hey, yeah)
Gotta get my ass in, gotta get my ass in (Hey)
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, I gotta gets the fuck in there (Hey, hey)
Damn, I want some head but I chose the dough instead
I could never ever let a nigga fuck me out my bread
Ain't no dick alive that could make me lose my mind
Every nigga that done tried still be cryin' on my line
Lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, this is not about your dick
These are simply just instructions on how you should treat my clit
Hey, gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe a nigga card so much they had to call the bank
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in his fucking face just to saw it off
Gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe this nigga card so much they had to call the bank
He said he ain't trickin' (What?)
And he said he ain't lickin' (Ugh!)
Nigga, why you over here with all that little kid shit?
Bitch, I'm not yo' BM or no bitch that beg to see him
He say he gon' knock my head off
I'm like, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, just eat it"
Boy, you need me, I don't need you, lil' nigga
Bitch, is you fucking yo' niggas? Then hit 'em
You ain't been up in no pussy this tight
I want a nigga, I know how to get him
Blowin' him off then he blowin' me up
Thinkin' he something, I treat him like nothin'
These niggas know they ain't nothin' to me
Givin' me money or making me nut
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in his fucking face just to saw it off
Gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe this nigga card so much they had to call the bank
Flew to LA, hit Rodeo
I been out here makin' queso
I bought all my shit in cash
They treat me like I'm movin' llelo
I go shopping by myself so they know I don't need a nigga
But you know he breaking bread if you see me with the nigga
I rock shows by myself
Ain't no backup, ain't no help
Ain't no nigga put me on
Ho, I earned all my respect
When you hear my fucking name
Know they speaking on a champ
Everything that I done been through made me who I am right now, ahh
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in his fucking face just to saw it off
Gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe this nigga card so much they had to call the bank
Thirty inches, I'm gon' swing that shit
Copy me, I peep that shit
Popping on my own
I ain't never tried to be a bitch
Ain't no chick alive who can knock me off my grind
Every ho that came and tried
Out here strugglin', looking tired
Going to school, breaking the rules
Patti LaBelle, gotta a new attitude
Bought me a house, ice out my neck
Go to the hood, get my granny the rest
I see those haters, I don't complain
I must be poppin' if they know my name
Bitch I'm a pimp, where is my cane
Ho get too close and get slapped with the rain
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in his fucking face just to saw it off
Gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe this nigga card so much they had to call the bank
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in his fucking face just to saw it off
Gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe this nigga card so much they had to call the bank
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in your fucking face, it's the sawed-off
Gotta get my ass in, gotta get my ass in
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, I gotta gets the fuck in there
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Drop it off in your fucking face, it's the sawed-off
Gotta get my ass in, gotta get my ass in
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, I gotta gets the fuck in there
Cash Shit lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. DaBaby)
[Megan Thee Stallion:]
Real hot girl shit
Yeah, I'm in my bag, but I'm in his too
And that's why every time you see me, I got some new shoes
Ah, mwah, ayy, look
Lil Ju made this beat
Bitch, I'm a star, got these niggas wishin'
He say he hungry, this pussy the kitchen
Yeah, that's my dawg, he gon' sit down and listen
Call him a trick and he don't get off', hold up
Bitch, I'm a star, got these niggas wishin'
He say he hungry, this pussy the kitchen
Yeah, that's my dawg, he gon' sit down and listen
Call him a trick and he don't get offended
He know he giving his money to Megan
He know it's very expensive to date me
Told him go put my name on that account
Because when I need money, I ain't tryna, hold up
He know he giving his money to Megan
He know it's very expensive to date me
Told him go put my name on that account
Because when I need money, I ain't tryna wait
I can't be fucked with, no
Ho you can't touch this, ayy
Bitch, I do rich shit, huh
My money thick thick, ayy
Walk with a limp, limp, huh
I'm on some pimp shit, ayy
He say, "You all about money," yeah
I'm on that cash shit, huh
I'm in my bag, bitch, huh
I'm on your ass, bitch, huh
I'm in that new new shit
You on that last year, huh
Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh
Ho, you on simp shit, ayy
He say, "You all about money," yeah
I'm on that cash shit, ah
[DaBaby:]
You know why these bitches love me? (Why?)
'Cause Baby don't give a fuck (What you do?)
I be fixin' the weave while she suckin' my dick
Pull it out, then I tittyfuck (Uh, uh)
I fuck her from the back and she nasty, killin' her
Know how I give it up (Yeah, yeah)
I be cool on 'em, bitch, ain't no pressure (Uh-uh)
'Til I met this lil' freak, her name Megan (Ooh)
This lil' thing here a stallion, look how she walk
Look how she talk, she sexy (Mwah)
I like when they pretty and ghetto (Uh-huh)
Type of bitch that don't even say hello (Yeah, yeah)
And whenever we fuck, she be fuckin' me back
Put her in the headlock with my elbow (Mmh)
Now she done reversed it
Got up on the dick and ride the shit like a Camaro, uh
[Megan Thee Stallion:]
I can't be fucked with, no
Ho you can't touch this, ayy
Bitch, I do rich shit, huh
My money thick thick, ayy
Walk with a limp, limp, huh
I'm on some pimp shit, ayy
He say, "You all about money," yeah
I'm on that cash shit, huh
I'm in my bag, bitch, huh
I'm on your ass, bitch, huh
I'm in that new new shit
You on that last year, huh
Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh
Ho, you on simp shit, ayy
He say, "You all about money," yeah
I'm on that cash shit, ah (Hey, hey, look)
I don't be stressin' 'bout none of these niggas
When they be talkin', I don't even listen
Tellin' me secrets, I probably forget it
But I'ma tune in when he say he gon' lick it
He told 'em send me a pic 'cause he miss me
I told him send me a stack if he really
I don't be trusting these tricks 'cause they tricky
Send him a pic of somebody else titties
I'm a finesser and I'm a fly dresser
Move to the top floor and flew in my dresser
My bitches hustle, make money together
Your bitches birds and they flockin' together
I can't decide if I want the new Louis
Dapper Dan yellow, I'm always in Gucci
Your mama don't bring your dad to the mall
'Cause when he be in there she know he be choosin'
I can't be fucked with, no
Ho you can't touch this, ayy
Bitch, I do rich shit, huh
My money thick thick, ayy
Walk with a limp, limp, huh
I'm on some pimp shit, ayy
He say, "You all about money," yeah
I'm on that cash shit, huh
I'm in my bag, bitch, huh
I'm on your ass, bitch, huh
I'm in that new new shit
You on that last year, huh
Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh
Ho, you on simp shit, ayy
He say, "You all about money," yeah
I'm on that cash shit, ah
W.A.B lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
(Mario)
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Ayy)
Weak ass, bitch (Ayy)
Weak ass, bitch (Ayy, yeah)
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Huh)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
When I, when I say weak ass, you say bitch
(I don't wanna hear no more shit talkin' out of none of you bitches)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
When I, when I say weak ass, you say bitch
(For the rest of the motherfuckin' year)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
(Now I addressed it, now let me see who gon' test me)
Yeah, uh
You a weak ass, weak ass, weak ass, bitch (Yeah)
On that weak ass, weak ass, weak ass, shit (Hey, hey, hey)
Fuck you and your weak ass, weak ass friends (Huh)
Don't nobody want your man, weak ass dick (Ayy, uh)
Yeen 'bout that shit, bitch, so don't play with me, ho (Yeah)
If I run up in your shit, you'll swear I'm dead wrong (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
All that internet shit, don't get fucked up by the posts (Yeah, by the posts)
Tough in the comments, but in person you a joke (Ayy, huh)
Promise this ain't what you want
Run through your shit like a comb
All that rah-rah, talkin' loud
Need to watch your fuckin' tone
Man, you finna piss me off (Ayy, ayy)
If you 'bout it, bring 'em out (Bring 'em out)
You ain't never gon' address me
Don't know who you talkin' 'bout (Ayy, yeah)
I want all the smoke (Come here)
Don't run when you see me (Come here)
Talkin' 'bout what you would do
And you ain't never really done it (Ayy, yeah)
Ho, you scary and you know it
Watch your mouth before I ho ya
Disrespectful, I'ma rub my pussy on ya nigga forehead
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Ayy)
Weak ass, bitch (Ayy)
Weak ass, bitch (Ayy, yeah)
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Huh)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
When I, when I say weak ass, you say bitch
(I don't wanna hear no more shit talkin' out of none of you bitches)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
When I, when I say weak ass, you say bitch
(For the rest of the motherfuckin' year)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch
(Now I addressed it, now let me see who gon' test me)
Yeah, uh
You a weak ass, weak ass, weak ass, bitch (Yeah)
On that weak ass, weak ass, weak ass, shit (Hey, hey, hey, yuh)
Fuck you and your weak ass, weak ass friends (Huh, and your weak ass clique)
Don't nobody want your man, weak ass dick (Ayy, uh)
Everything I say, I do that (Ayy)
Bitch I'm 'bout it, but you knew that (Ayy)
Bitch I 'on't need a crowd
Pull up one deep right wherever you at (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Bitches hate me 'cause I'm sexy
Buyin' shit that I was blessed with
I can't argue with no ho about a nigga I be dissin'
You need to relax, sis
'Fore you get spun like a bag, kid
I do not know who is gassin' you up (Ayy, ayy)
But I'll knock the key out your bag, bitch (Bag, bitch)
I wanna see what you really about
I wanna to see if you really get down (Yeah)
Know that you goofy the way that you talkin' (Ayy, ayy)
But I wanna see if you really a clown
Talking shit about me, mhmm
When you see me, ain't gon' do nothin'
Got connections out in Texas
Make my niggas come and shoot somethin' (Ayy, ayy, bow-bow-bow)
Keep it cool but I'm dramatic (Hey, hey)
Rub me wrong and get this static
Bitches stackin' like they 'bow
But if they see me, they gon' panic
Huh!
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Ol' weak ass hoes)
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch (Huh)
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Yeah)
Weak ass, bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Weak ass, bitch (Yeah, ayy)
When I say weak ass, you say bitch (Bow)
Weak ass, bitch (Bow, bow)
Weak ass, bitch (Ol' weak ass hoes)
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch
Weak ass, bitch (Yeah, huh)
Mario
Best You Ever Had lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout that
DJ Chose
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
I be actin' up right before he come to see me
He be like, "Why you always tripping for no reason?"
Told him, "'Cause you put it on me better when you're mad"
Hand around my neck, hit it hard from the back, yeah
I'ma cook a meal for him and play the game with him
When somebody ask, yeah, I'm with the same nigga
Pussy keep him knocked out like a painkiller
And if a nigga bag me, you know he a winner, ah
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
Yeah, I know you like that, when I talk to you like a freak
I wanna feel it deep so I rolled it on my feet
He say he feel intimidated when he talk to me
I got that hardcore but he want that R&B, ah
Boy, we can make sweet love for hours
Open up for you like flowers
The deeper you go, I get louder
Make it rain on you like showers
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
I'ma hold it down for you, and put it down on you
Can't nobody else ride how I ride for you
And if a bitch get slick, knock her down for you
And if you're lookin' for me, I'ma be around for you
You got a diamond, boy, you better act like it
You fuckin' with the baddest, you ain't gotta cap like it
He know I'm the baddest bitch he ever had
Post me on the 'Gram, got his old hoes mad
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that
You ain't never been with a chick this bad
I ain't worried 'bout them other girls that you had
If I catch 'em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh
He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried 'bout that (Mwah)
Simon Says lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Juicy J)
[Intro:]
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Play me some pimpin', man
We got a thing going on
No, I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with your butt
I'm the one walkin' away when your mouth is full of nut
No, I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with your butt
I'm the one walkin' away when your mouth is full of nut
Yeah, hey, ayy (Mafia)
[Megan Thee Stallion:]
Simon says put your hands on your hips, huh
Simon says put your hands on your knees, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your feet, ayy
Simon says bust it open like a freak, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your hips, yeah
Simon says put your hands on your knees, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your feet, ayy
Simon says bust it open like a freak, ah
Left, right, left, right, left
Left, right, left, right, left
Left, right, left, right, left
Hah, hah, left, right
If he fuckin' with me then he know he gonna wait
Pussy finger lickin' good like I mixed it with Old Bay
Nigga actin' like he player when he really just a play
It's some hoes in this house and they goin' through your safe, ah
Hands on your knees, bitch, bust it back, ayy
Through the tights, you can see this pussy fat, ayy
Through them pockets, I can see a nigga’s racks, ayy
I’m a money making bitch, no cap, ayy
Hottest out but you already knew that
Even if I brought him to you, still couldn't get your boo back
I ain’t finna argue with you, this ain't how we do that
You was already mad, I'm just addin' somethin’ to that, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your hips, huh
Simon says put your hands on your knees, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your feet, ayy
Simon says bust it open like a freak, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your hips, yeah
Simon says put your hands on your knees, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your feet, ayy
Simon says bust it open like a freak, ah
Left, right, left, right, left
Left, right, left, right, left
Left, right, left, right, left
Hah, hah, left, right
[Juicy J:]
Simon says give me head 'til I'm sleep ('Til I'm sleep)
She a squirter, now it's all in the sheets (In the sheets)
Love a freaky bitch, I put her ass to work
Ass bustin' out the skirt, pop that pussy like a Perc'
Shawty wanna take the pipe all day and night (Yeah, ho)
She might even swallow somethin' if your paper right (Yeah, ho)
The kids at her mama's house, she down to take a flight
Got a purse full of magnum rubbers and some baby wipes (Yeah, ho)
Yeah, I gotta have it (Have it), ratchet pussy magnet (Magnet)
If she burp a baby out her mouth, I'm the pappy (Mhm)
VIP full off half-naked bitches ass clappin'
Throw a thousand ones in the air, now these hoes jacking
[Megan Thee Stallion:]
Simon says put your hands on your hips, huh
Simon says put your hands on your knees, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your feet, ayy
Simon says bust it open like a freak, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your hips, yeah
Simon says put your hands on your knees, ayy
Simon says put your hands on your feet, ayy
Simon says bust it open like a freak, ah
Left, right, left, right, left
Left, right, left, right, left
Left, right, left, right, left
Hah, hah, left, right
Shake That lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
LilJu made this beat
Real fuckin' hot girl shit, bitch
Real fuckin' ratchet shit, bitch
Come in the club and get it clapping and shit, bitch
Yeah, ah
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Who shake that ass the best? Me
He wanna know how I move on the D
I want a nigga that eat like a Q
Why you with her and she built like a P?
Ride on that dick on my tiptoes
Pussy so good that he hittin' the wall
I'm tryna come put that ass in your face
I got him makin' a mess in his clothes
I got him fallin' in love with me
I got him all in the mall spending
I said, "If I come and give you this ass
Is you gon' know what to do with it?"
I got him fallin' in love with me
I got him all in the mall spending
I said, "If I come and give you this ass
Is you gon' know what to do with it?" Ah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Bitch, break your back, huh
Make that ass clap, uh
Make him eat it up, hmm
Shake them sugar smacks, ayy
So good, it make him cry, uh
Sweet like patty pie, hmm
You ain't got no money, ugh
Boy don't even try, ayy
Bounce that ass like Tigger, huh
Throw that ass on a rich nigga, mmh
Make him hit it hard, ayy
And make your booty bigger, ayy
Bitch, break your back, huh
Make that ass clap, uh
Make him eat it up, yeah
Shake them sugar smacks, ah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Money Good lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Money good, I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit
Money good (Ahh)
Ayy, ayy
Money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Man, I hate a old big dick-riding ass bitch
Never let a sack chaser hang in my clique
Fuck getting clout, bitch, I'm tryna get rich
Better hide your wallet when I fall in the mix
Can't deny I'm a star, you can tell by my walk
I ain't even gotta fuck him, he just love how I talk
I'm embracing the fake, I'm accepting the hate
If I wasn't number one, they wouldn't come for my place
Money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a picture should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Man, I'm on some broke ass niggas who be hatin'
Pop a rubber band put that money in they face
I be out here grindin' like a nigga who ain't ate
You ain't bringing nothing to the table but your plate
Bitch, I'm out here ballin' like I'm motherfuckin' fed
I can't gossip with you when there's money to be made
I'm tryna get my pockets 99 Ricki Lake
When you bein' real you ain't worry 'bout who fake
Money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Hair long, nail long, money long, too
Get a bag, spin it, make it back time two
I could never let nobody tell me what to do
If a nigga get to trippin' then I'ma throw that boy the deuce
Pull up in a Rolls Royce finna rock a show
Clique full of bad friends, we at Pappadeaux
Rent due, finna let your baby daddy know
He in love with me but he know to play his role
Money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
Dance lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Uh, bring that motherfucking beat back
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Hands, do it with no hands
Damn, bitch, you been a fan
Damn, damn, damn, damn
Hopped out the fucking Rover
With your baby like a stroller
Call your bitch and say it's over
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitches acting shitty
So I had to potty train ’em
I ain't never met the ho, but her nigga probably ate it
I been moving with the bag, just in case I wanna buy shit
I been moving with a shooter, just in case you wanna try shit
Dance, do the money dance
Boy, this ain't no baby Benz
AMG got big old bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t want your petty cash
Boy, I want what's in your stash
Come over and get this ass
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
They hit me to come through, they did good, so I do
He was nervous 'cause I'm gangster, tried to fuck me in his shoes
Boy, you safe, it's okay, ain't no set up, you can stay
If I really want you hit, you wouldn't've made it all this way, hey
Pop it like some bubble gum, show me how you work your tongue
Nigga, don’t be acting shy, go ’round back and use your thumb
Yeah, I'm a freak, he be scared I’ma cheat
Tryna keep me in the house, pussy under lock and key, ah
Dance, do the money dance
Boy, this ain't no baby Benz
AMG got big old bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't want your petty cash
Boy, I want what's in your stash
Come over and get this ass
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Hey, hey, yeah
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands, hah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, ayy
I’ma need that money, ooh
Put up with my attitude
Call me when you coming through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma need that money, ooh
Call me when you coming through
Put up with my attitude
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ratchet lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Prolific Beats
Mwah, ayy
LilJu made this beat
Drinking Henny out the bottle, let's get ratchet
Shake that ass for a shot, get it clapping
Pop that pussy for my nigga, don't be acting
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Big old booty, big old booty, get it clapping
Finesse these niggas out them dollars, that's a talent
I want some money, want some money, boy, what's happening?
Don't want no nigga who be acting, who be capping
I'm on some real ratchet shit, pull up to your crib
Scope out everything, tell my niggas where it is
Put a straw in the fifth, hot girl shit
If the bitch ain't 'bout it, then she can't be in the clique, ah
Drinking Henny out the bottle, let's get ratchet
Shake that ass for a shot, get it clapping
Pop that pussy for my nigga, don't be acting
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Ratchet ass shit, a ratchet ass bitch
Hit a lick on a nigga in a ratchet ass whip
Riding with a street nigga with the ratchet on his hip
Don't be coming to the stage if you know you don't tip
Your bitches is poor, my bitches on go
My bitches ain't scared to get it on the floor
Shout to DJ Eric, shout out to Big Dough
Shout out to them girls who go where the money go
Drinking Henny out the bottle, let's get ratchet
Shake that ass for a shot, get it clapping
Pop that pussy for my nigga, don't be acting
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet, ayy, ah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Finessing niggas out them dollars, that's a talent, ayy
Yeah, ah, ah, ah
Drinking Henny out the bottle, let's get ratchet, yeah, ah
Yeah, real hot girl shit
Take a nigga quick
Shit on any bitch
Mwah, ah
Sex Talk lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Boy you know you need to come give me that dick
He want to hit from the back 'cause I'm thick
I like to fuck on them when I get lit
Yeah, tell me this pussy the shit
Aye oh, he so thirsty
Ride that dick like a horsey
He said, "Are you tired?"
I look back like yeah
Aye, let's have the sex talk
I wanna see your body, take your clothes off
I'ma bust quick if ya lips soft
Rock that ship 'til ya blast off
Aye, yeah, let's have the sex talk
Got a big boy, then pull it out, hey
Can you make it feel like the first time?
I don't get tired, let him wear it out
Aye, yeah
Put my feet up on the bed, ride it to the tip-top
He likes it doggy style 'cause I make that ass pop
He never finna leave me 'cause I got that drip drop
Said his last bitch still fuckin' like a robot
Aye, let's have the sex talk
I wanna see your body, take your clothes off
I'ma bust quick if ya lips soft
Rock that ship 'til ya blast off
Aye, yeah, let's have the sex talk
Got a big boy, then pull it out, hey
Can you make it feel like the first time?
I don't get tired, let him wear it out
Aye, yeah
Got more milkshakes than Kelis
Ain't met a nigga who can handle me
I think I should be in museums
Because this body a masterpiece
Can I fuck ya to a trap beat?
He said girl you tryin' to trap me?
Ah hell nah, nigga no I ain't (What?)
You can hit that door, here go ahead leave
Aye, let's have the sex talk
I wanna see your body, take your clothes off
I'ma bust quick if ya lips soft
Rock that ship 'til ya blast off
Aye, yeah, let's have the sex talk
Got a big boy, then pull it out, hey
Can you make it feel like the first time?
I don't get tired, let him wear it out
Aye, yeah
Bad bitch tastes like cherry kiwi
Real big titties, these double DDs
Ice on my neck be real, VVs
Peanut butter inside, Reeses Pieces
He said it just tastes like bubble gum
He eat from the back to the front
Bitch I got green like I'm Buttercup
He say I got that lil yummy yum
Aye, let's have the sex talk
I wanna see your body, take your clothes off
I'ma bust quick if ya lips soft
Rock that ship 'til ya blast off
Aye, yeah, let's have the sex talk
Got a big boy, then pull it out, hey
Can you make it feel like the first time?
I don't get tired, let him wear it out
Aye, yeah
Ayy
Bad bitch taste like cherry kiwi
Real big titties, these double DDs
Mwah
Big Drank lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank, ah
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank, ayy, ooh
LilJu made this beat
Ayy, ooh
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Ayy, ooh
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
You can get a bizzer
And be sippin' on that sizzurp
Ayy, big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
If you got a sixteen, my nigga got a bizzer
I hate when you be trippin' and be sippin' on that sizzurp
You be actin' berzerk, nigga, what's the wizzord?
Told him, "Give me brain," and he do it like a nizzerd
I hate when you get on that drink, you don't wanna listen to me
You act like I get on your nerves, you don't pay attention to me, ayy
Baby tell me what's up, why you acting so stub'?
Tell me what's important, is it me or what's in your cup?
Take it all off, bend over, let you see it
Need a real bitch, then, baby, let me be it
Tell me what's important, is it me or what's in your cup?
(Choking on that doja sweet and sippin' on that sizzurp)
Ayy, ooh
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Ayy, ooh
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
You can get a bizzer
And be sippin' on that sizzurp
Ayy, big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
You fell in love with the soda, baby, just hold up
I don't be smokin' no weed but he taught me how to roll up
Pour the drank on my body, yeah, drink it all off me
Do it, do it, do it, sloppy, yeah, you know what I need
Back that ass up, oh yeah
Do I like that? Oh yeah
Bend it over to my toes, yeah
On the drank, fuck me slow, yeah
I told him stop sippin' but I love them codeine kisses
Posting all our pictures, putting bitches in our business
Got a sixteen, my nigga got a bizzer
Hate when he be tripping and be sippin' on that sizzurp
Hate when you be stupid, and you be actin' sti-nuck
(Choking on that doja sweet and sippin' on that sizzurp)
Ayy, ooh
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Ayy, ooh
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
You can get a bizzer
And be sippin' on that sizzurp
Ayy, big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Ah
Mwah
Drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
LilJu made this beat
I hate when you get on that drink, you don't wanna listen to me
You act like I get on your nerves, you don't pay attention to me, ayy
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
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
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)
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
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