Paper Together lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. UGK)

Play me some pimpin', man

A young, yellow bitch'll rip your stable

You gotta keep the bitch on a long cable

I used to cut cheese up on the table

But now I sell dope on a record label

I keep my loud one on the track

To break that trick and bring the money back

So we can smoke big and sit on leathers

Say, "Bitch, you need to get my paper together"

I ain't really got no time

To stand around here while you make up your mind

You need to get out there on the grind

And get that money while you in your prime

You know I gotta keep the bitch lookin' fine

'Cause she pop that pussy on the dime

So we can shine in stormy weather

Young bitch gotta keep that paper together

Uh, you need to get it together

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together

Uh, you need to get it together (Real hot girl shit)

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (Uh)

Young Tina Snow, bitch, I'm back to the pimpin'

Drippin', this time it's a lil' different

Pussy good, niggas actin' up 'cause they miss this

Whole lot of diamonds with the ice blonde inches

Make a nigga, break a nigga, shake a nigga, take a nigga

Big chain, swing my whip like I hate a nigga

Hide me, won't let a dirty bitch take a picture

You ain't a bad bitch if he cheatin' and you stayin' with him

You want a bitch like me? Get your paper together

I'm never gon' settle, he mad 'cause he know it's whatever

Infinity stones the only time I'm doin' forever

Any bitch talkin' down, know I'm doin' it better

Look at me, look at you

Bitch, you look just like whatever you goin' through

Dissin' me, wig look like it been in a blender

Bitch, get your motherfuckin' paper together

Uh, you need to get it together

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together

Uh, you need to get it together (Hm)

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together

Uh, you need to get it together (Yeah)

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together

Uh, you need to get it together

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together

And I be checkin' the trap and wreckin' the rap game

It take a second to snap, no reason to cap, mane

I got money to peel so I don't wanna hear about how funny you feel

Just make money, a mill'

See, I don't really care if you shake it or sell it, or

Take it or tell it, just make it or mail it, but

Nigga, the velvet and satin and silk

It don't matter, just let the cat lap at the milk

We gotta do what they don't, gotta say what they can't

Gotta be who they won't and leave they dick in the paint

I got the game and you can't clean it, can't spoil it

Bogarters washed up flushed down the toilet

Never heard of monogamy, shit don't work in a service economy

PA pimp, niggas ridin' a mahogany or burgundy red

Now get that paper together, bitch, you heard what we said, huh

Uh, need to get it together

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (Hey, hey)

Uh, bitch, get it together (Uh, yeah)

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (Hey, hey)

Uh, need to get it together

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (Yeah, hey)

Uh, bitch, get it together (Yeah)

Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (Ah)

Rest in peace to the motherfuckin' legend Pimp C (Need to get it together)

Often imitated, never duplicated, hahahaha (Lil' bitch need to get that paper together)

Highly-appreciated (Hm, ah)

Please put some motherfuckin' respect on Texas royalty, hm (Lil' bitch, better get yo' paper together)

Spin lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Victoria Monét)

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (Uh-huh)

Mm, mm, mm, mm (Yeah, yeah)

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (Real hot girl shit)

Ayy, I'm clearin' all y'all bitches, easy (Easy)

All I did was look at the nigga and he said, "Why you teasin'?" (Damn)

Salty, throw it back, know I get it greasy (Ah)

In and out, animal style, I like it cheesy (Mwah)

Hoes ain't 'bout that shit they talkin' (Nope)

I'm finna show you why my ex still stalkin' (Hm)

I'm finna show you why I six diss tracks

When they pop up to my homes, I was tryna run it back

I'm raw dog, niggas go dumb for the ta-ta

Bitch, I'm a spade if we playin' our face card

Messy, niggas wanna kick it like Neymar

Let a nigga know I'm the goal, I don't chase y'all

Big four, grown men wanna be my bulldog

A1, got beef, put it in my steak sauce

Big cake, bring a thick bitch, have a bake off

Have them singin' all the way home like Tamar

"Is it real or fake?" So? Bet you still gon' hit it though

All this fat ass booty, need somewhere to sit it, though

I always been fine, yeah, this face is my original

I'm gon' blow your mind when you watch me spin around this pole

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm

Watch me spin around this pole

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm-mm (Mm), mm, mm, mm

Ayy, I'm your first bad bitch, I know (I know)

Strip for you, then work that pole (That pole)

Pulled up butt naked, fur coat (Ah)

Tina Snow, bitch, I've been this cold (Brr)

Name a bitch this bad, I'll wait (I'll wait)

Talk shit like me, you can't (You can't)

Bitch starvin', thinkin' she ate (Ayy)

Shittin' on bitches, real or fake (Ayy, ayy, ah)

Work so hard, wanna know if it's work done

Took me to Cancún just so I can come (Just so I can come)

Megan Thee Stallion make niggas throw tantrums (Ooh)

Think he my baby, nah, he need a pamper (Ooh, ah)

In my DM, he was talkin' to himself (To himself)

Make a boss nigga feel like he the help (He the help)

Goin' rounds when I tell him I hit a bell (Baow, baow)

I'm the champ bitch, I really need belt (Baow)

"Is it real or fake?" So? (Uh-huh) Bet you still gon' hit it, though (Uh-huh)

All this fat ass booty, need somewhere to sit it, though (Ah)

I always been fine, yeah, this face is my original (Uh-huh)

I'm gon' blow your mind (Ayy, ayy) when you watch me spin around this pole

Mm, mm, mm, mm (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (Ah)

Watch me spin around this pole (Uh-huh)

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Mm-mm (Mm), mm, mm, mm (Ah, uh-huh)

Blow some smoke, throw your cash

Watch me do my dance

Put that ass in a trance

Like you got a chance

Blow some smoke, throw your cash

Watch me do my dance

Put that ass in a trance

Like you might got a chance

"Is it real or fake?" So? (Uh-huh) Bet you still gon' hit it, though (Uh-huh)

All this fat ass booty, need somewhere to sit it, though (Ah)

I always been fine, yeah, this face is my original (Uh-huh)

I'm gon' blow your mind (Ayy, ayy) when you watch me spin around this room (Ayy)

Mm, mm, mm, mm (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (Ah)

Watch me spin around this room (Uh-huh)

Mm, mm, mm, mm (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (Ah, uh-huh)

Blow some smoke, throw your cash (Cash)

Watch me do my dance (Dance)

Put that ass in a trance

Like you got a chance (Like you got a chance)

Blow some smoke, throw your cash

Watch me do my dance (Watch me do my dance)

Put that ass in a trance

Like you might got a chance

Down Stairs DJ lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"

'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling

Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat

Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets

Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me

Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me

Me, myself, and I, and a rose

Ebony, lezzy, XVideos

Big titty, blonde hair, Anna Nicole

Spicy Spanish hottie, nympho

Niggas call that pussy rap, really I'm just being fat

You can call me Baby D' 'cause I love to talk snacks

On the ones and the twos how I'm spinning my shit

It's DJ French Tip heavy in the mix

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with it for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"

'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling

Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat

Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets

Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me

Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me (Ayy, ayy)

Popped out like I been in the toaster

Put a ring on it like a bitch need a coaster

Niggas looking for me like I'm on a wanted poster

How the fuck is you a player if a nigga coach you?

I'm a dime and the bitch is a penny loafer

Walk in, serve body, category over

Got a real famous cat like my name Doja

With a real sweet pearl, what's tea? Boba

Ayy, solo

In this bitch going dumb dolo (Dolo)

How I got this shit looking, lathered up, no soap (No soap)

Pimp juice, niggas don't deserve all this mojo (Yeah)

Bet he reminiscin' every time I post a photo

Ayy, ready, player one, fight

Arcade mode 'til the batteries die

Way I'm finna nut, let the CPU decide

Faithful to myself 'cause I do myself right

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"

'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling

Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat

Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets

Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me

Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me

I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"

'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling

Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat

Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets

Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me

Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me

I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

I love my pussy and my pussy love me

Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Ah

Miami Blue lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Big K.R.I.T.)

Yeah, uh-uh

Must be somethin' in the water, uh

Yeah-uh, yeah-uh

Must be somethin' in the water (Buddah bless this beat)

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady thick

Swimmin' pool, plenty drip, take a dip

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady fine

Skinny dippin' like the best, take a dive

Splash, dive, splash, dive, she gon' slip and slide (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Splash, dive, splash, dive, she gon' slip and slide (Real hot girl shit)

It must be somethin' in the water, look how that ass sit

He want a bad bitch, Megan Thee Stallion

I'm just like water in your palm

These niggas can't hold me for long

You could tell that how I walk that it's bomb

He be actin' a fool, but I'm calm

Good pussy don't beg for attention

Wet pussy, got people dry-dissin'

Ask your nigga, he know who that bitch is

Hmm, who? Me

I put ass on the TL, it's poppin'

Play my song in the club, get it rockin'

Got a nigga butt-hurt like I'm toppin'

From the H, niggas love how I rock it

On a yacht in Miami with papi

Same bitches got hoes in the lobby

With my trick in Bal Harbour, we shoppin'

At the bar like, "Lemon drop me"

Y'all hoes gotta make up shit to convince yourself that I'm not that bitch

So scared I'ma fuck your man, I ain't want no dick that a broke ho had

Y'all itchin' to go back and forth, I ain't worried about nothin' that a broke ho said

A bitch can't get a rise out of me 'cause I know that ho ain't makin' no bread

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady thick

Swimmin' pool, plenty drip, take a dip

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady fine

Skinny dippin' like the best, take a dive

Splash down, wet down, we gon' slip and slide

Hydro with this plane and that's what I'ma drive

Tooted up, tooted up what I prescribe

She off in rotation like these Forgi' tires

Tightrope on the table how she tip and toe and snap

Please don't be surprised when all the players give me dap

Dapper than the Dan, money in my pants keep your life afloat

Fuck a wave, to survive this tide, you gon' need a boat

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady thick (Thick)

Swimmin' pool, plenty drip, take a dip (Yeah, yeah)

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady fine (Ah, yeah)

Skinny dippin' like the best, take a dive

I'm from Splash Town, H-Town, I'ma slip and slide (Ah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tooted up, tooted up, I'ma take 'em down

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah

Splash

Splash

Tooted up, tooted up what I prescribe

Splash

Worthy lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Huh

I'm a real bad bitch, I ain't takin' no shit

'Cause I look too good to be beggin' for some dick

Blocked and I'm not callin' back

I ain't finna let him treat me like that

'Cause I'm worthy, not worthless

I shouldn't have to beg for your love, I deserve it

On the cool, this nigga probably tryna trap me

You ain't real enough to be my first baby daddy (Uh-uh)

You the type to get your feelings hurt and start chattin'

Drama like a Broadway play, stop actin'

I got great value, but can't let him treat me like the off brand

Won't find a bad bitch lookin' for a bargain

He a user, tryna figure out the login

You ain't even talkin' 'bout nothin', stop callin'

I'm so precious

I'm so down South, I'm Texas

I'm missed by all my exes

I make these bitches jealous

I'm not the one to play with

I'm too much for you, find somethin' basic

Sexy, sophisticated

I serve, but I ain't waitin', ah

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I feel like a gold man, attractin' these demons

The way that I exercise, might be a priestess

The Reese's got him writin' think pieces

The way hoes study me, I need to be teachin'

You can't humble me if you ain't fundin' me

I'll cut a nigga off and sleep comfortably

If I'm payin' all the bills, please be for real

I ain't settling for less and I never will

Probably would admit, you ain't shit

I'm way too fine to be begging for some dick

A lil' time is all you had to give

I do not know the last time that you gave me a gift

I'm so precious

I'm so down South, I'm Texas

I'm missed by all my exes

I make these bitches jealous

I'm not the one to play with

I'm too much for you, find somethin' basic

Sexy, sophisticated

I serve, but I ain't waitin', ah

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

I'm worthy, not worthless

Moody Girl lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

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

Real motherfuckin' sad girl shit, ah

In a room full of people, I still feel lonely

By myself even when he all on me

Tell me you love me, know you just told me

We just fucked and I still feel horny

Thick than a bitch, but I'm still missin' pieces

Hide my pain where nobody sees it

I'm in the club every motherfuckin' weekend

Fuck on a nigga, then leave while he's sleeping

Sad little bitch, I be twerkin' and cryin'

Pretty on the outside, inside dyin'

Leave me alone, where you goin'? Don't leave me

Need this pussy, but nigga don't need me

Fly like an angel, bad like a demon

Come so quick, that's how I see men

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays, weekends

We have good times when I see them

Why do you even like me? I'm broken

Is it the way I can hold my throat open?

She smoke dick, yes, bitch, I'm tokin'

Eyes locked in on his, I'm focused

So many friends, but I still feel lonely

How come none of y'all call to check on me?

Hold shit down, but nobody hold me

That's okay 'cause I'm the strong homie

Shakin' this ass, actin' bad, I'm just mad at my nigga

Dress like, "Fuck me," but don't touch me, I'm just mad at my nigga

Boy, you play too much, only thing touchin' these lips tonight is liquor

He said I play too much, only thing gettin' this head tonight is my pillow, ayy

Sorry, my appetite is so insatiable

Blow him off, that dick inflatable

Thinkin' 'bout you, it ain't a day that go

By where my mind ain't picturin' fellatio

By where my mind ain't thinkin' 'bout fuckin'

By where my mind ain't thinkin' 'bout touchin'

Uh, matter fact, don't touch me

Looked in the mirror and I'm feeling kind of ugly

I wanna breathe what you breathe, see what you see

Taste like you, I eat what you eat

All day, every day, be where you be

Nigga, don't play, I know where you sleep

I breathe and they pressed

I pop off, they get stressed

I'm way too clean to entertain mess

Fuck all this famous shit, you gettin' checked

Why y'all keep actin' like I ain't real?

Why y'all keep tellin' me how I feel?

Why y'all keep actin' like I ain't solid? What about all the tea I ain't spilled?

Hmm, shit, fuck it

Whatever you heard, trust it

Hate on me 'cause I love it

I don't respond to hoes that be subbin'

Shakin' this ass, actin' bad, I'm just mad at my nigga

Dress like, "Fuck me," but don't touch me, I'm just mad at my nigga

Boy, you play too much, only thing touchin' these lips tonight is liquor

He said I play too much, only thing gettin' this head tonight is my pillow, ayy

Cobra lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(B-B-Bankroll Got it)

Ayy

Breakin' down and I had the whole world watchin'

But the worst part is really who watched me

Every night I cried, I almost died

And nobody close tried to stop it

Long as everybody gettin' paid, right?

Everything'll be okay, right?

I'm winnin', so nobody trippin'

Bet if I ever fall off, everybody go missin'

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

Probably why I always end up drinkin'

Yes, I'm very depressed

How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist?

Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot

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

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

Hah, little did he know

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

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

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

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

Ayy, damn, I got problems

Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was trippin', goin' crazy

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

Damn, I finally see it

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

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

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

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

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

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

Back outside, yeah, back in motion, ayy

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

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

It's Prime Day lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Yeah, hmm

Real hot girl sh—, ayy

I'm Tina Snow and I shop all the time

I can be who I want thanks to Amazon Prime

With the shorts that make the booty sit like mine

Once you log in, there ain't nothin' hard to find

They got lashes, jewelery, clothes, candles (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'ma log in and blow a bag on my animals (On my animals)

4oe got a shirt, Oneita got a purse

How 'bout squeaky toys? Let's see who catch it first

Do you know what today is? (What today is?)

I promise you don't wanna miss out on this deal

They asked me to host last minute, I ain't scared (I ain't scared)

I planned a whole party, I ain't even left the bed

I bought the pillows, blankets, some candles for the mood

The curtains, matter fact, everything in the room

With just one click, you could have anything

The only downside is it don't come with me

Hmm, yeah, haha

Real hot girl sh—

It's Prime Day

Yeah, yeah, start clicking

It's Prime Day

Sign up to be a member if you want free shipping

You wish you could put this booty in your search bar

Baby, this the kinda body that you work for, ayy

But you can buy the weights for the reps

Cream to make you sweat, and a two piece set (Yeah, yeah)

If you a hot gamer girl, then we got what you need

Like a thingie thing that connect the two PC's

Or the headsets with the really super cute ears

A frame for your photo or a body sized pillow

A case for your phone, a little sexy thong

I got everything I want and I never left home

If they said Amazon ain't got it, that's cap

You can shop all the deals once you download the app

I can change my hobby how I change my man (Change my man)

I can send a gift saying, "We should just be friends" (Just be friends)

Today I'm a chef, tomorrow I'm a bunny

Put me on a hundred 'cause I look like money, baow

Real hot girl sh—

It's Prime Day

Yeah, yeah, start clicking

It's Prime Day

Sign up to be a member if you want free shipping

It's Prime Day

Sign up to be a member if you want free shipping (Ah)

Traumazine (2022)

• NDA
• Ungrateful
• Not Nice
• Budget
• Her
• Gift & A Curse
• Ms. Nasty
• Who Me
• Red Wine
• Scary
• Anxiety
• Flip Flop
• Consistency
• Star
• Pressurelicious
• Plan B
• Southside Royalty Freestyle
• Sweetest Pie 

NDA lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

Ayy

I ain't perfect, but anything I did to any of you niggas, y'all deserved it

You see me in that mode, don't disturb me when I'm workin' (Yeah)

Lil' bitch you better back up, don't know what be in these purses (Blaow)

And I ain't say, "Excuse me", 'cause I did that shit on purpose

Yeah, you see a star up in this bitch

You know I brought a hundred black cars in this bitch

Knees freak, I don't like nobody touchin' on my shit

So you know I had to bring my own bottles in this bitch (Ayy, ayy, ah)

Ridin' by myself, shoppin' bag in the backseat

Niggas with the money to they ear don't attract me

Fly out the country, let a prince nigga bag me

Nympho, wanna do a nigga pockets nasty (Ah)

Bitches hatin' on me, but it's cool, niggas love me

Body bangin', I ain't had to let the doctor cut me

Sick of bein' humble, 'cause you bitches don't respect that

And the next one of y'all hoes wanna get bold, I'm gon' check that

And the next one of y'all blogs wanna spread lies, I'm gon' sue you (Yeah)

And the next bitch that break my NDA, they goin' for you too

Now listen to me, I'm givin' you bitches a warning

You gon' have to pay me forever tryna be corny

Ayy, I'm from the city of the drink sippers, slidin', ridin' paint drippers (Yeah)

Bitches so bad, got the famous niggas stage dippers (Baow)

Poppin' all the music, so you know I'm kinda screwed up (Know I'm screwed up)

Wrist so icy, turn a drank into a cool cup (Yeah)

Goin' through so some shit, so I gotta stay busy

Bought a 'Rari, I can't let the shit I'm thinkin' catch up with me (Yeah, catch up with me)

If they say the see me outside of a bookie, then that was kizzy (Ah)

Barely be at home, but I still put on for my city

Damn, where the real bitches at?

I'm finna bring real bitches back (Ayy, ayy)

Where's all the real niggas at?

Free the guys, bring the real niggas back (Ayy, ayy)

Damn, where the real bitches at?

I'm finna bring real bitches back

Where's all the real niggas at?

Free the guys, bring the real niggas back (Ah)

How many more ways can I say that I'm the baddest bitch?

I walk in and bitches grab they nigga, that's a compliment

'Cause you know in his head he wanna spread me like a condiment (Ah)

He want me to make that glizzy disappear and swallow it

You know I keep it realer than real, ain't shit 'bout me fraudulent

They take all the hate that they got for me and they market it

When they shit ain't poppin', they usin' Megan for marketing (Yeah)

And they ain't got enough in they budget for me to talk to them (No)

I know you hoes wish that I would get down and stay down (I won't)

Bitch, make a move or keep that shit up on the playground

'Cause I ain't finna stop until I make it to the tin-nop

And I do everything that all my haters said I could not (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And it look like a sign just be slidin' on my wrist watch (Ah)

I hope that you ain't shoppin' when I'm shoppin', you get kicked out

I gotta watch my back, 'cause I forget that I'm the shit now

I walk up in the studio pissed off and lay that shit down

Matter fact, wait, stop, bitch, I really rap

I be quick to check you pussy bitches like a pap

Kill a bitch, all I need is a pistol and a pad

Let me get the beat, so they remember who I am

Damn, where the real bitches at?

I'm finna bring real bitches back (Ayy, ayy)

Where's all the real niggas at?

Free the guys, bring the real niggas back (Ayy, ayy)

Nigga, damn, where the real bitches at?

I'm finna bring real bitches back (Ayy, real bitches back)

Where's all the real niggas at? (Ayy, ayy)

Free the guys, bring the real niggas back (Ah)

Ungrateful lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Key Glock)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

(Let the BandPlay)

Ayy

Whichever bitch wanna come get it, I got it (Got it), I'm givin' out work, come apply (Yeah)

These bitches talkin' that shit and they sayin' my name and I can't keep just lettin' it fly (Nope)

They gotta sub, they gotta tweet

They gotta go get they homegirl for me (Hmm)

If I was still doin' broke shit with your broke ass, then your broke ass wouldn't want beef, hey

When I started gettin' money, I'ma tell you the truth (Yeah)

All the hoes I was hittin' got they ass cut loose (Got they ass cut loose)

Bitch knew a lil' business, wanna put it in the news (Hmm)

They'll take it to the 'net (Hey), but I'ma take it to the booth (Yeah, yeah)

Give a bitch an inch, she'll take it to the moon

Hoes love to stir the pot and I'ma get a bitch a spoon (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm the one, you ain't even the two (Hey, hey)

You would never be you if I wasn't your muse

Whole lot of fake-ass, snake-ass, backstabbin', hatin'-ass, no money gettin'-ass bitches (No money-ass bitches)

Y'all actin' really ungrateful, I'm sparin' you hoes (Hey), I been could've fucked y'all niggas (Hey, been could've fucked y'all niggas)

Whole lot of fake-ass, snake-ass, cake-ass, hatin'-ass (Yeah), no money gettin'-ass niggas (Yeah, ayy)

I really been sparin' you niggas (Yeah), your girl hate me 'cause I been shittin' on y'all bitches (Hey)

I'm the motherfuckin' pimp that will a player bitch rent

To put trick daddies only, I don't care about no nigga

Perkies these bitches is poppin' is potent

The shit they be tweetin', they gotta be smokin'

I'm every nigga favorite, pussy get played with

I'm the type of bitch jealous hoes can't hang with

Flex to the head at the back 'cause I'm flexible (Ah)

He tryna come fit that dick in my schedule (Ah)

Ayy, big rocks all on my neck like I'm Betty Rubble

Boy, stop likin' all my pics 'fore you get in trouble

I don't need a team or a bitch speakin' for me

When y'all hoes step, gotta call y'all sorority (Call y'all sorority)

Hollywood shit 'cause I'm with all the action (Yeah)

Ain't your boyfriend, you can stop all the actin' (Stop all the actin')

If you comin' for me, then you need to come hard (Yeah)

If a bitch ain't shakin', I ain't doin' my job

Whole lot of fake-ass, snake-ass, backstabbin', hatin'-ass, no money gettin'-ass bitches (No money-ass bitches)

Y'all actin' really ungrateful, I'm sparin' you hoes (Hey), I been could've fucked y'all niggas (Hey, been could've fucked y'all niggas)

Whole lot of fake-ass, snake-ass, cake-ass, hatin'-ass (Yeah), no money gettin'-ass niggas (Yeah, ayy)

I really been sparin' you niggas (Yeah), your girl hate me 'cause I been shittin' on y'all bitches (Ah)

[Key Glock:]

(Glizock)

Whole lot of lame-ass, fake-ass, hatin'-ass, green-ass, pillow-talkin'-ass niggas

I ain't tryna spare none of these lil' rap niggas, I'm tryna fuck on all they bitches

I take that back, I fuck all they bitches

Uh, Maybach Benz sound like it came with switches

One thing for sure, hell nah, I ain't switching

Uh, two thing for sure, I'ma always go, go get it

Yeah, ran a bag up, up just like Emmitt (Smith)

Ridin' in a yellow thing, you know who in it (Skrrt)

Acrobatic trap nigga, yeah, I flip it

I save my money, don't save these bitches

I know I'm the shit, yeah, bitch, I admit it (Bitch)

Uh, got a GPS on my road to riches (Yeah)

They like, "Where you goin'?" I'm goin' to get it

My bitch just hit me sayin' she tired of these-

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Fake-ass, snake-ass, backstabbin', hatin'-ass, no money gettin'-ass bitches (No money-ass bitches)

Y'all actin' really ungrateful, I'm sparin' you hoes (Hey), I been could've fucked y'all niggas (Hey, been could've fucked y'all niggas)

Whole lot of fake-ass, snake-ass, cake-ass, hatin'-ass (Yeah), no money gettin'-ass niggas (Yeah, ayy)

I really been sparin' you niggas (Yeah), your girl hate me 'cause I been shittin' on y'all bitches (Been shittin' on y'all bitches)

Not Nice lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice

Ayy

I'm on my fuck you shit, bitch, I'm done bein' nice

And when it come to cuttin' people off, I don't think twice (Yeah)

I kept it too real, shit, I kept it too G

And after all I did for bitches this is how they do me? (This is how they do me)

Bitch, I kept your bills paid, you were sick? I paid for surgery (Hm)

But I pray you boo-hoo, do me wrong, where they deserve to be

I guess my skin not light enough, my dialect not white enough (Damn)

Or maybe I'm just not shaped the way to make these niggas give a fuck

But fuck it 'cause I'm black, Biggie-Biggie black, ass biggy fat

Not a nigga on this Earth could take the credit for my stats (Yeah)

I'm in Paris sittin' on the terrace sippin' tea with Ferris

And I know they talkin' down, we just too far gone to hear it (Ayy, ayy, yeah)

I'm out here cuttin' up, at they neck like button-ups

Everything green like Buttercup, my afro my Powerpuff (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm out here celebratin', on the bro code, they're steady hatin'

And if a nigga ain't taller than me in my heels, then he could never play me (Yeah)

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice (Yeah, yeah)

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice, I'm the shit

I'm done with bein' humble 'cause I know that I'm that bitch

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice (Yeah)

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice, I'm the shit

I'm done with bein' humble 'cause I know that I'm that bitch

Ayy, y'all some dick-ridin' ass bitches, lil' bro-ass niggas

Y'all the same age, callin' niggas big brothers just so y'all could take pictures (Lame)

These hoes can't shake me (Yeah), these niggas can't break me

Like a nigga with a big dick, a lotta these hoes can't take me (Ah, ah)

You a broke bitch, your pockets been a joke, bitch

And you ain't worth the crack your momma used to smoke, bitch

You got the roaches in your crib sharin' snacks with your kids

Delinquent on your payments, ho, go and post this

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice, I'm mean

I'm sick of bitches actin' player when they really green

I'm sick of niggas comin' to me, actin' like they player

The whole time they wanna cuddle with a bitch and lay up

I'm sick of niggas actin' like they hard when they not

They so intimidated 'cause I'm comin' for they spot

Y'all could really miss me with "Congratulations" texts

A lot of rappers mad 'cause I never gave 'em sex

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice (Fuck y'all niggas, and you bitches, yeah)

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice, I'm the shit (I'm the shit)

I'm done with bein' humble 'cause I know that I'm that bitch

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice (Yeah)

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice, I'm the shit

I'm done with bein' humble 'cause I know that I'm that bitch

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice

Fuck it, bitch, I'm not nice

Budget lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Latto)

Ayy

OG Parker

Easy, does it

These bitches ain't bussing shit, these bitches, busted (Busted)

You know this box is like my watch, this shit, flooded (Flooded)

What's the price these bitches wanted? Tell 'em, "Up it" (Up it)

Without the money, I don't budge, what's the budget? (Budget)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

You niggas gotta be on something, what's the substance?

You hoes broke, get the cane, get the crutches

I give 'em face, give 'em body, give 'em luscious (Ah)

What's the price? Up it (Yeah, ah)

I don't even know how I'm getting through the airport, packin' 'round all this heat (Packin' around this heat)

I like my hair down to my ass and I like my niggas down on they knees (Ayy)

Y'all hoes getting rolled like a chauffeur

Fucking for cool points, nothing to show for it (Yeah, yeah)

He want to ride it but I ain't bought a car

How you expect me to show up?

Only man I chase been there for a long time, face on the front of this paper, ayy

This pussy bougie, this pussy choosie, pussy don't do no favours

Every time I peep, hoes moving like me, I gotta switch it up

For the shit don't never hit quite like this, 'cause your budget ain't big enough

Ayy (Ah)

Easy does it (Yeah)

These bitches ain't bussing shit, these bitches, busted (Busted)

You know this box is like my watch, this shit, flooded (Flooded)

What's the price these bitches wanted? Tell 'em, "Up it" (Up it)

Without the money, I don't budge, what's the budget? (Budget)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

You niggas gotta be on something, what's the substance?

You hoes broke, get the cane, get the crutches

I give 'em face, give 'em body, give 'em luscious (Ah)

What's the price? Up it (Yeah, ah)

(Latto)

Latto don't do budgets (Budgets)

Talk shit like Joe Budden

Trips y'all can't pronounce, big jets to Phuket, I'm like, "Fuck it"

Been that bitch, ain't no discussion (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm no percussion (Brrra)

Back up bitch, you bugging

Beat a ho face, don't need no pressure

Double D's in my brazeer (Yeah)

Face is top tier

First to watch my story but don't like me, bitches weird

Known to stand on all my business

I don't walk around with tension (Yeah)

If you gotta make fake pages to say it, that's mental illness

Ayy

Easy, does it (Yeah)

These bitches ain't bussing shit, these bitches, busted (Busted)

You know this box is like my watch, this shit, flooded (Flooded)

What's the price these bitches wanted? Tell 'em, "Up it" (Up it)

Without the money, I don't budge, what's the budget? (Budget)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

You niggas gotta be on something, what's the substance? (Yeah)

You hoes broke, get the cane, get the crutches

I give 'em face, give 'em body, give 'em luscious (Ah)

What's the price? Up it (Yeah, ah)

Ayy, bitch, I'm up and my bag right (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Pussy and my abs tight

Always going up on my fee like a gas price (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

On these bitches throats 'til they get red-eye like the last flight

Way I dog these niggas, had to be one in my past life

Ayy, baby, without my name these niggas nothin', they should thank me

I'm a gangster but I'm such a fucking lady

In the mirror and it's clear why they hate me

Up the price, pay me

Ayy

Easy, does it (Yeah)

These bitches ain't bussing shit, these bitches, busted (Busted)

You know this box is like my watch, this shit, flooded (Flooded)

What's the price these bitches wanted? Tell 'em, "Up it" (Up it)

Without the money, I don't budge, what's the budget? (Budget)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

You niggas gotta be on something, what's the substance? (Yeah)

You hoes broke, get the cane, get the crutches

I give 'em face, give 'em body, give 'em luscious (Ah)

What's the price? Up it (Ah)

Her lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

I don't care if these bitches don't like me

'Cause, like, I'm pretty as fuck

Just the other day, I heard a ho say

Matter of fact, what could a ho say?

With a face like this and a bitch this paid

Shit, what could a ho say?

The bag so expensive, my pussy came with it

Body so nice, they be sayin', "Who did it?"

But everything natural, actual, factual

Prissy in the streets, but I fuck like an animal

All you hoes know who the fuck I am

From your boyfriend down to my Instagram

To all them busted-ass hoes that you kick it with

I bet your jaw drop if you ever see me, bitch

I'm her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her

She, she, she, she, she, she, she

Take a pic, it's me, me, me, me, me, me, me

Tell your friends this her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her (Ah)

Bitch, you do you and whatever that is, I'ma do it better

Hoes must've just seen me and they playin' catch-up

Bitches lookin' like lil' Megans playin' dress-up

Would I ever spin the block on a nigga? Never

I don't even wear an outfit twice, dead 'em

Any bitch got a problem? Probably never met 'em

Tell a hater kiss both cheeks, ciao, bella

But I'm used to the chatter 'cause

I'm her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her

She, she, she, she, she, she, she

Take a pic, it's me, me, me, me, me, me, me

Tell your friends this her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her (Ah)

All this hate givin' me a pretty face

I eat hate, that's why I ain't got a waist

The more hoes hatin', more money I'ma make

And the more niggas talk, more niggas want a taste

'Cause I'm the most sickenin', hoes so fuckin' sick of me

No matter what they do or say, it ain't no gettin' rid of me

I come in every room and draw attention like a centerpiece

Steppin' for a long time, movin' like a centipede

I ain't scared of shit, man or bitch

To everybody hatin', y'all could suck this clit

'Cause the hate campaign ain't workin' at all

I ain't Jack or Jill, bitch, I ain't gon' fall

I'm her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her

She, she, she, she, she, she, she

Take a pic, it's me, me, me, me, me, me, me

Tell your friends this her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her (Ah)

Gift & A Curse lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Ah

Yeah

I wanna see you work, work, work, and work

I wanna see you work, all the bad bitches work, ayy (Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

He like when I ride that, ride that, ride that, uh

Pick it up, throw it back, drop that shit (Drop that shit)

Never go back and forth with a nigga (Nope)

I'm too pretty, gotta stop that shit, I'm lit

Off Casamigos

My pretty white toes (Ah)

My natural afro

My neck and wrist froze, yeah

Work, work, work

Just look at my ass when I twerk, twerk, twerk

That nigga mad, that's that hurt, hurt, hurt

A bitch like me, yeah, I know my worth

Fuckin' with me is a gift and a curse (Ah)

Ayy, I paid my own rent

Ain't no nigga sleepin' over puttin' me in my place (In my place)

Nigga, be grateful, you should be thankful you even get to breathe in a real bitch space

I got that Hellcat, skrrt off on a nigga soon as I get off of his face (Skrrt-skrrt)

Nigga, don't put one hand on this frontal 'less you can afford to replace this lace

Dropped a bag on my purse, purse, purse

That El Chapo, this that work, work, work

Fix your face, bitch, you hurt, hurt, hurt

All that talkin' ain't makin' me nervous

Feelin' yourself, put down them Percies, ah

Yeah (Real motherfuckin' hot girl shit)

Ayy (Yeah)

I wanna see you work, work, work, and work

I wanna see you work, all the bad bitches work, ah

He like when I ride that, ride that, ride that, uh (Ride that, uh)

Pick it up, throw it back, drop that shit (Drop that shit)

Never go back and forth with a nigga (Nope)

I'm too pretty, gotta stop that shit, I'm lit

Off Casamigos

My pretty white toes (Toes)

My natural afro (Yeah)

My neck and wrist froze, yeah

Work, work, work

Just look at my ass when I twerk, twerk, twerk

That nigga mad, that's that hurt, hurt, hurt

A bitch like me, yeah, I know my worth

Fuckin' with me is a gift and a curse

Ayy, shout out to my pussy, this lil' bitch the G.O.A.T

And a honorable mention to my throat (To my throat)

All dicks, please rise, let's praise the ass

And all my real freak hoes, let's fuck some more (Ah)

My motherfuckin' body, my choice (My choice)

Ain't no lil' dick takin' my voice

Crazy how y'all be the first ones tuned in listenin'

But claim I ain't makin' no noise

I was goin' through the knife, still ain't cut like me

Cowgirl hat, still can't buck like me

I done switched my shit, like, four, five times (Four, five times)

None of these hoes get nails done like me

Call him when it's something I don't wanna pay for (Pay for)

He gets to spendin' on me 'cause he know I'm player

But I'ma ride that dick so motherfuckin' good

Have him come to the spirits like a seance

He like when I ride that, ride that, ride that, uh (Ride that, uh)

Pick it up, throw it back, drop that shit (Drop that shit)

Never go back and forth with a nigga (Nope)

Way too pretty, gotta stop that shit, I'm lit

Off Casamigos

My pretty white toes (Toes)

My natural afro (Yeah)

My neck and wrist froze, yeah

Work, work, work

Just look at my ass when I twerk, twerk, twerk

That nigga mad, that's that hurt, hurt, hurt

A bitch like me, yeah, I know my worth

Fuckin' with me is a gift and a curse, ah

Ms. Nasty lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Real motherfuckin' pimp-bitch shit (Diego)

Young Tina Snow goin' hot on the album

I want you to dog this cat out, whip it like a trap house

Stand up in that pussy, stomp the yard like a frat house

Put me on the wild, spread it open, do a pat down (Pat down)

Panties to the side, don't be shy, open wide, 'cause I'm

Ms. Nasty, tatted on my ass cheek (Tatted on my ass cheeks)

Scared to put that pussy on him 'cause he might harass me (Might harass me, ah)

Ms. Nasty, everywhere they catch me

Crop me out that picture 'cause my nigga gon' be spazzin' (Ayy)

Leave that sexy shit to me, y'all can ride 'round with them Glocks

You ain't comin' 'cause she hold the dick the way she hold a Glock (Baow-baow-baow)

Bitch, this ain't musical chairs, I ain't fightin' for no spot (For no spot)

I'm a bitch your nigga want, ho, stop callin' me your opp (Ah)

P-I-M-P, put it in my pocket (Put it in my pocket)

If it ain't 'bout my money or me nuttin', we ain't talkin' (Nope)

Put me in a bet if you tryna get it wet, ayy (Ah)

New Maybach if you wanna see it clap (Ayy, ah)

I want you to dog this cat out, whip it like a trap house (Trap house)

Stand up in that pussy, stomp the yard like a frat house

Put me on the wild, spread it open, do a pat down (Pat down)

Panties to the side, don't be shy, open wide, 'cause I'm

Ms. Nasty, tatted on my ass cheek (Tatted on my ass cheeks)

Scared to put that pussy on him 'cause he might harass me (Baow-baow-baow, ah)

Ms. Nasty, everywhere they catch me (Hey)

Crop me out that picture 'cause my nigga gon' be spazzin'

Suckin' on that pussy from the back, yeah

Only gangster niggas get it wet, splat

Talkin' all that shit in my ear, ayy

You want me to act right? Nigga, make it clear

I'm from the South, it's only right I keep it pimpin' (I keep it pimpin')

It really ain't my business what you do with other women

As long as I'm fed and my pockets stay full

I ain't fuckin' up the bag tryna act a damn fool

'Cause I want you to dog this cat out, whip it like a trap house (Trap house)

Stand up in that pussy, stomp the yard like a frat house

Put me on the wild, spread it open, do a pat down (Pat down)

Panties to the side, don't be shy, open wide, 'cause I'm

Ms. Nasty, tatted on my ass cheek (Tatted on my ass cheeks)

Scared to put that pussy on him 'cause he might harass me (Ah)

Ms. Nasty, everywhere they catch me (Baow-baow-baow)

Crop me out that picture 'cause my nigga gon' be spazzin' (Ah)

Who Me lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Pooh Shiesty)

(This is a KTOE beat)

Real hot girl shit

Hmm, yeah, yeah

Meg who?

Bitch, I got my own money, beg who?

Beg for what?

I can't remember the last time a nigga really made me nut

He too weak

If I don't cum three times back to back, then I can't sleep

He too cheap

Can't blow a hundred K in one day, he ain't for me

Ayy, I feel like Biggie, who shot you? But everybody know who shot me, bitch (Baow, baow, baow)

Now let's stop speaking on that topic, look at this new shit on my wrist (Look at my wrist)

Look at this AP, look at this Rollie, who's this bitch that's sayin' she know me? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

He heard about me, now he wanna fuck

Mrs. quick to make him nut, ah

Swallow me, swallow me, swallow me, swallow me, eat it up, eat it up, freak, freak

Send a picture of this pussy, let him get a sneak peak

Oh, if you a freak, freak (Yeah)

Put this shit on repeat (Repeat)

He say he gon' pop a Perc' and fuck me 'til my knees weak (Blrrrd, ayy)

Know I pop mine, I'ma give you one too, show me you a real freak (I need a bitch)

Who gon' tote my AR, hide my guns, pills, and weed from me?

Backseat of that Jeep, you gotta ride, I hate some weak-ass knees

Thirty K on a vacation, need some head, it's time we hit the beach

She got French tips on her hand, but she keep pink polish up on her feet

Yeah, I knew she was locked in the day she poured a cup of Wock' with me

As soon as I get mad, I break choppers out, need a bitch that's gon' dump for me

Go turn some hoes from Georgia out, now they talkin' like they from Tennessee

But you know Shiesty one and only (Blrrrd, blrrrd), no junior, you cannot mimic him (Blrrrd, blrrrd)

You see me, it's 'bout three hundred seventy-five shots, we can shoot a film

Yeah, all that shit that pussy said gon' catch up, I can't wait to see him

I sent a bitch out, bet I get him, he too open, you know how it is

Big-ass Backwood back to back, ain't kill him, we roll up his limb

Everybody I don't like gotta get shot, I'd really hate to be 'em

Oh, you must ain't heard 'bout Fox 13, they call police every time they see 'em

And fuck all the officers and detectives, they know what it is, blrrrd (Fuck 'em, blrrrd)

Big Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd

Red Wine lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Yeah

Yeah (Doo)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)

Yeah

Yeah (Doo)

Ah (B-B-Bankroll Got It)

Pissin' these bitches off turnin' me on

All of these shots turnin' me to a masochist

Happiest when everybody attackin' me (Yeah, yeah)

Keep these lil' bitches updatin' they statuses (Ah)

But that is the price of bein' a bad bitch (Bad bitch)

Niggas wanna fuck and hope he bash in

So many dividends, could never be average

How could I lose a friend when I never had them? (Never had them)

I want the dick that make me act stupid (Stupid)

I want the dick that make me hate Cupid (Yeah)

I want the dick that make me walk bow-leg (Baow, yeah)

Freaky, slap the dick on my forehead (Ah)

I wanna gag or get the fuck out of here (Out of here)

It ain't that big if I don't shed a tear

I wanna need GEICO, hit that shit from the back (Ah, ah)

Freaky, let him crack in my rear (Ah)

This pussy gon' fah, fah, fah, fah, fah (Doo-doo, doo)

End of discussion

Treat this pussy like an opp, shoot it up, keep bustin' (Ah, bum-bum)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Give me some time (Uh)

Come fuck me, let's get fucked up on this red wine

This pussy gon' fah, fah, fah, fah, fah (Doo-doo, doo)

End of discussion

Treat this pussy like an opp, shoot it up, keep bustin' (Ah, bum-bum)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Give me some time (Uh)

Come fuck me, let's get fucked up on this red wine (Ayy)

I got a throat like a dungeon, he trapped in it (Yeah)

Pussy like a bubble bath, now he lathered in it (Ah)

Lookin' at your pretty face while I'm straddlin' it (Ah)

Get a runnin' start, nigga, put your javelin in it (Yeah)

Add another freak bitch, put a pal on it (Pal on it)

If the bed too wet, put a towel on it (Towel on it)

If the dick real big, run a mile on it (Yeah, yeah)

I heard he a ho, so I don't put my mouth on it (Ah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

That shit feel good (Uh)

Let's go, eat it up

Yeah, you should

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'll make you mine

Drink up, come get (Ah)

Some of this red wine

This pussy gon' fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

End of discussion (Doo-doo, doo)

Treat this pussy like an opp, shoot it up, keep bustin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah, bum-bum, yeah)

Give me some time (Uh)

Come fuck me, let's get fucked up on this red wine (Ah)

This pussy gon' fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

End of discussion (Doo-doo, doo)

Treat this pussy like an opp, shoot it up, keep bustin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah, bum-bum, yeah)

Give me some time (Uh)

Come fuck me, let's get fucked up on this red wine (Yeah)

Scary lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Rico Nasty)

I'm who every nigga wife fear, thick-thighed nightmare

I'm the boogie-bitch, ho, I'm every nigga type, yeah

Jewelry so cold, gave these broke bitches goosebumps

White Ghost rollin' through the hood, look like Klu Klux

Say my name like Candyman, and bitch, you know I'm there

These hoes wish they saw me when they lookin' in the mirror

Red bottoms on my feet, Bloody Mary on my toes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes

Yeah, it get scary for you hoes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes

Red bottom on my feet, Bloody Mary on my toes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes

I put niggas on they knees, I put bitches on they feet

Only time my buttons pushed is when I'm pressin' on my keys

Six-hundred on my chain, yes, 'kay, yes, Gs

Lookin' for a bitch to play with, then you better ask Jeeves

I know goons, I know goblins, shootin' and robbin'

Mask off, yeah, nigga, who want a problem?

I'm a dog-ass bitch, Ace of Spades when I piss

Green up just to fuck, bottom line is I'm rich

And that ass like a pumpkin, welcome to the dungeon

Where the niggas at? Tryna turn this into somethin'

Know a bitch like me is a very rare sight

And throw that ass back, hear that thunder and lightenin', ah

Yeah, it get scary for you hoes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes

Red bottom on my feet, Bloody Mary on my toes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes (Rico)

In my Jeep, creepin' on a lame-ass nigga

On my Monster Jam shit (Haha), ridin' in a Grave Digger (Yeah, yeah)

He talkin' on my name and we gon' dig a grave with you

Zombie-ass bitch (Yeah, yeah), nigga gave me brain for dinner (Yummy)

I want it, then I got it (Got it), my mansion lookin' haunted

Doc Martin, fishnet stockings, like, bitch, it's goons and goblins (Goblins)

This ain't no trick or treat (Uh-huh), but your nigga trick on me

If it ain't more than a thousand, I won't put it on my feet, bitch

Wh- When I pop out, it get scary like a cemetery (Cemetery)

I'm fresh to death, I need a hearse when I go shoppin', baby (Yeah)

He like me 'cause I'm godly (Yeah), Texas chainsaw in the whip

Shout out Megan, a hottie (Let's go), yeah, I be the hottest topic (Rico)

Yeah, it get scary for you hoes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes

Red bottom on my feet, Bloody Mary on my toes

Every time I pop out, it get scary for you hoes

Anxiety lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Yeah

I'm just thinkin' 'bout some things (Go Grizz)

Just got a lot to get off my chest (Haha)

I'm a bad bitch, and I got bad anxiety

People call me rude 'cause I ain't lettin' 'em try me

Sayin' I'm a ho 'cause I'm in love with my body

Issues, but nobody I could talk to about it

They keep sayin' I should get help

But I don't even know what I need

They keep sayin' speak your truth

And at the same time say they don't believe, man

Excuse me while I get into my feelings for a second

Usually I keep it down, but today I gotta tell it

Not that anybody gives a fuck anyway

But everybody talkin' shit probably sucks anyway

Y'all don't even know how I feel

I don't even know how I deal

Today I really hate everybody

And that's just me bein' real, yeah

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Bad bitches have bad days too

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, bounce back

How a bad bitch always do

All I really wanna hear is "it'll be okay"

Bounce back 'cause a bad bitch can have bad days

All I really wanna hear is "it'll be okay"

Bounce back 'cause a bad bitch can have bad days

If I could write a letter to Heaven

I would tell my mama that I shoulda been listenin'

And I would tell her sorry that I really been wildin'

And ask her to forgive me, 'cause I really been tryin'

And I would ask please, show me who been real

And get 'em from around me if they all been fake

It's crazy how I say the same prayers to the Lord

And always get surprised about who he take, man

I'm really thinkin' 'bout dialin' 911 'til I freak

'Cause they probably won't think it's that deep

And I don't do drugs, so I never get a time when I'm at ease

I can't even handle smokin' weed

Marilyn Monroe, my favorite ho

My favorite bad bitch, I think she the GOAT

Jammin' to Britney, singin' to Whitney

I just wan' talk to somebody that get me, yeah

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Bad bitches have bad days too

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, bounce back

How a bad bitch always do

All I really wanna hear is "it'll be okay"

Bounce back 'cause a bad bitch can have bad days

All I really wanna hear is "it'll be okay"

Bounce back 'cause a bad bitch can have bad days

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Bad bitches have bad days too

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, bounce back

How a bad bitch always do

All I really wanna hear is "it'll be okay"

Bounce back 'cause a bad bitch can have bad days

All I really wanna hear is "it'll be okay"

Bounce back 'cause a bad bitch can have bad days

Flip Flop lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

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

Behind this smile, I'm fightin' these tears

'Cause a bitch be sad as fuck (Yeah)

Ever since my mama died, 2019

I don't really know who I can trust

I was lookin' for anything, anybody

Lookin' for somethin' to feel like somethin'

I was hangin' with bitches I thought really loved me

Whole time they was jealous and judgin' (Ooh)

They be askin' why me and not them, shit

And I be askin' the same (Same)

If your mama and daddy still walkin' this Earth

Then you probably ain't feelin' my pain (My pain)

I don't know why they want me to fail (Yeah)

I don't know why they hate me so much (Why?)

I keep breakin' up all of these wins into ones

And feel like I ain't doin' enough (Like I ain't doin' enough)

Tick-tock, but it don't stop

Your people ain't your people, they want what you got

Flip-flop, lonely at the top

Everybody wasn't meant to get off at your stop

Tick-tock, but it don't stop

Your people ain't your people, they want what you got

Flip-flop, lonely at the top

Everybody wasn't meant to get off at your stop (Ayy)

Man, I came out wreckin' these hoes

Been the type of bitch another bitch wanna be

Let's be real, y'all hoes wasn't talkin' that pimp shit

'Til y'all start listenin' to me

Since you in my business, this my trick

Find me a sucka, I hit me a lick

That's your business if you wanna go fuck these niggas

And still be broke than a bitch

I can't relate to these bitches (Nope)

And I'm realer than most of these niggas (Ha)

The shit I be doin', the way I be livin'

They use for aesthetics and pictures

The loudest is never the realest

And the realest ain't speakin' on nothin'

All them quotes you post be about you, bitch

I don't know who you think you be subbin', yeah

Tick-tock, but it don't stop

Your people ain't your people, they want what you got

Flip-flop, lonely at the top

Everybody wasn't meant to get off at your stop

Tick-tock, but it don't stop

Your people ain't your people, they want what you got

Flip-flop, lonely at the top

Everybody wasn't meant to get off at your stop

Consistency lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Jhene Aiko)

Uh-um (Bongo By The Way)

Ayy

Stop playin', I'm tryna see what's up with it (What's up)

I'm Thee Stallion, I'm tryna get buck with it (Ah)

He dickin' me down so good (Yeah), tryna reach my soul (Yeah)

Like you wanna get in touch with it (Yeah)

I'm a real freak bitch from the H, you dig?

"Did you really do a nigga dirty?" I did (I did)

If you gotta child, don't bring it over here

I don't need a Plan B, swallow your kids

Tall and chocolate, what I like (What I like)

Come over and spend the night (Yeah)

Know you want a bitch this fly (Uh-huh)

It ain't nothin' but a flight (But a flight)

I know I be talkin' shit (Talkin' shit)

That's just me, I want some dick (Uh-huh)

Nigga, why you movin' slow? (Uh-huh)

You just need to text back quick (Mwhua)

Dick and consistency (Yeah)

Boy, I know you feelin' me (Feelin' me)

Fuck all them other hoes (Yes)

Give me dick consistently (Yeah)

Dick and consistency (Yeah)

Boy, I know you feelin' me (Boy, I know you feelin' me)

Fuck all them other hoes

Give me dick consistently (Uh-huh)

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

I've been drinkin' '42

Nigga, what you wanna do? (Ah)

You could eat this pussy real good (Uh-huh)

Or stay at home and starve, you choose (You choose)

Lickin' my crack, gotta call that boy a crackhead (Yeah)

Nigga wanna bluff, ayy, come and get in my bed (My bed)

I know it ain't close to Thanksgiving

But on the table where I wanna get stuffed at

You know my birthday the same month as Valentine's

I don't give a fuck if you're hers or you mines (Hers or you mines)

Why you keep talkin' that shit like I'm scared of that dick? (Mhm)

You already know what's up with it (Mhm)

I know I be talkin' shit (Yeah)

That's just me, I want some dick (Want some dick)

Nigga, why you movin' slow? (Why you movin' slow?)

You just need to text back quick

Dick and consistency (Yeah, yeah)

Boy, I know you feelin' me (Yeah)

Fuck all them other hoes (All them other hoes)

Give me dick consistently (Ah)

Dick and consistency

Boy, I know you feelin' me (Feelin' me)

Fuck all them other hoes (Yeah, yeah)

Give me dick consistently (Yeah)

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

If you can't give me the time (Ooh)

Then, baby, you can't be mine

Got a million just like you waiting in line

Good D ain't hard to find (Oh)

Miss me with the wishy-washy in and out my life

On it, in and out I'm serving twenty styles

It's the loyalty I like

And I'm like, "All night, if you got it, you got it"

Yeah, from L.A. so I got a lot of thug in me

It's okay, baby, you ain't gotta front with me

So, bae, when I say, "Give me what I need"

Dick and consistency (Yeah, yeah)

Boy, I know you feelin' me (I know; Yeah)

Fuck all them other hoes (All them other hoes)

Give me dick consistently (Whoa; Ah)

Dick and consistency (Yeah)

Boy, I know you feelin' me (Feelin' me, Baby-boy, admit, admit)

Fuck all them other hoes (Yeah, yeah)

Give me dick consistently (Yeah; Consistently)

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it (Miles on it)

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

From the H, so I wanna come down on it

Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it

And I know you wanna slide in a brand new ride

All them other hoes got miles on it

Star lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Lucky Daye)

J. White, I need a beat, I can go off on, ooh

They don't need eyes to see when you next to me

I'm a superstar (A star, a star)

Ayy, you should wanna take me out and make me smile

Lemme jump in yo' car (Yo' car, yo' car)

You gotta be a star to jump over the moon

So when you touch on me you're a shootin' star, oh yeah (A star, a star)

You know you got sum'n for the world to see

And there I go, still wonderin' who you are (A star, a star)

Yeah, yeah (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Must be crazy (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Man, you must be crazy (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Must be crazy

I'm a star, I'm a star

Ayy, how you get me is how you keep me (Yuh)

The pussy get stringy everytime you get cheesy (Ah)

I used to get flowers and get fucked in the shower (Yuh, uh)

My pussy ate for hours (Yuh)

Now we gotta argue what's yours and what's ours

These other niggas lined up (Lines up)

Before your time's up you better hope nobody help me make my mind up (Yuh)

Treat me like you wanna keep me and like you only see me (Ayy)

And any bitch after Megan probably wanna be me (Woah, woah)

Gotta be a star to jump over the moon

Come fly with me

You're a superstar, oh yeah (A star, a star)

I know you got somethin' for the world to see

And there she goes, the one wonderin' who you are (A star, a star)

Oh (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

You might go crazy (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Wanna be my baby? (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

You must be crazy

I'm a star, I'm a star, oh

Ayy, yeah, cash out, pass out

Big Benz, Bentley coupe

Shoppin' spree, swipe cards, I ain't got no room

Lights just to see our crowded room

'Cause we got time, dinner in an arena, we're sprung

He pay attention, I pay that and more

Who you think I'm stackin' these racks for?

You gotta be a star to jump over the moon

So when you touch on me you're a shootin' star, oh yeah (A star, a star)

I know you got somethin' for the world to see

And there I go, still wonderin' who you are (A star, a star)

Yeah, yeah (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Must be crazy (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Tryna be my baby? (Ooh)

I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar

Must be crazy

I'm a star, I'm a star

Oh

Pressurelicious lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Future)

(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Spend that shit, I'm worth it (Hmm)

Thick, look better in person (Mmm)

Hair, nails, match my Birkin (Yeah)

I don't block hoes, keep lurking, ah

Real hot girl shit (Yeah, yeah)

This pussy bomb (Yeah), explosive (Baow)

It's soaking (Ah), osmosis (Mwah)

I'm stompin' on hoes so muhfuckin' hard, I'm knockin' out Mario tokens (Baow, baow, baow)

Your bitch, she regular (Yeah), I'm hot, be careful (Ha, tss, ha)

She average (Yeah), I'm pressure, yeah (I'm pressure)

I'm pressure, I'm pressurelicious, yeah (Mwah)

I'm pressure, I'm pressure, I'm pressurelicious, yeah

She pressurelicious and I crave her

Take a picture of my bag, now these bitches pressed to get it (Now these bitches pressed to get it)

Take a picture, shake my ass, now your nigga pressed to hit it, pressurelicious (Baow, baow, baow, baow, pressurelicious)

If it's worth it, I'm booking a jet

If it's worth it, I'm spending a check

I done broke out a sweat tryna put the whole thing in your chest

When we fuckin', we makin' a mess, yes

Back stroke, left stroke, deep stroke, your throat

Slow stroke, shawty know that's a go

Ayy, he know I'm really square business

I pull up, the AMG tinted

Workin' him out, he sweatin' like it's been hours, it only been a few minutes

He say he toxic, I said, "Okay, well, I'm poison," spit in my mouth, I enjoy it

Talk my shit, I'ma pull a him on him, don't play, I am not one of them (Ah)

I'm pressurelicious, yeah (Mwah)

I'm pressure, I'm pressure, I'm pressurelicious, yeah

She pressurelicious and I crave her (Yeah)

Take a picture of my bag, now these bitches pressed to get it (Now these bitches pressed to get it)

Take a picture, shake my ass, now your nigga pressed to hit it, pressurelicious (Baow, baow, baow, baow, pressurelicious)

Between my pussy and this drip, you might wanna watch out, nigga, don't slip (Nigga, don't slip)

I'm talkin' 'bout tight, I'm talkin' 'bout grip (Hey, hey)

I'm stackin' up more than the Blood and the Crip (Ayy, ayy, Blood and the Crip)

Niggas admire the way that I'm built, might let him spank it and give me a whip (Spank it and give me a whip)

I ain't doing nothin' extra, this is strictly for my pleasure, ah

I'm puttin' it down on an Adderall

Went for two hours on Adderall

Went for three hours on Adderall

Hit it, four hours on Adderall

Piping you down on an Adderall

Piping it up on an Adderall

Knocking you off on an Adderall

Pussy so good, I eat it

Five in the morning, I need it

Knocking the bed off the hinges

Get in your mouth like a dentist

Really, I belong in the Guinness

Pressure, she good for the image

I put her in vintage

I'ma take care of the business

Drop a bag, it hit different

I'ma give away my thots for a rich bitch (Woo)

Fuck me and call me toxic, she no different

Every time I pull out my cock, she gon' kiss it

Mouthing me off in the car, she just kiss it (Mwah)

I'm pressurelicious, yeah

I'm pressure, I'm pressure, I'm pressurelicious, yeah

She pressurelicious and I crave her

Take a picture of my bag, now these bitches pressed to get it (Now these bitches pressed to get it)

Take a picture, shake my ass, now your nigga pressed to hit it (Baow), pressurelicious (Yeah)

Hold up, I'ma put my demon in her veins, for sure (Ayy)

Ayy, you know I like Chanel, daddy, keep me in Coco ('co)

I'ma hit it and I'm gon' keep on all my chains, for sure

Gotta treat these niggas like birds, I get that bread, then I go, ah (Woah, woah, woah)

Plan B lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

Who the fuck you think you talking to, nigga?

Fuck me? Nah, nigga, fuck you, nigga

Dear fuck nigga, still can't believe I used to fuck with' ya

Poppin' Plan B's 'cause I ain't planned to be stuck with' ya

Damn, I see you still kick it with them opp bitches (Opp bitches)

I'm the only reason that your goofy ass got bitches

All them hoes wanna look like me (Look like me)

Bitch most likely only fuckin' you just to spite me (Ayy, ayy, just to spite me)

So please don't get it twisted, I ain't trippin'

I never put my faith in a nigga, bitch, I'ma die independent (Ayy, ayy, woah, woah, woah)

If you was wonderin', yeah, boy, I'm still that bitch (Still that bitch)

I had to block you but you still gotta watch this shit (Hmm)

'Cause who the fuck rock it like me? No bra, tight tee (Hey)

Slick back ponytail, feelin' like I'm Ice-T (Ah)

You know I suck it good, real hood, when you wake up (Real hood, when you wake up)

You know her head weak if she ain't fuckin' up her makeup

Damn, I can't believe I used to let you fuck me (Let you fuck me)

I'd rather be in jail before a broke nigga cuff me (Ayy, ayy)

Ladies, love yourself, 'cause this shit could get ugly (Shit could get ugly)

That's why it's, "Fuck niggas, get money!" (Fuck niggas, get money)

And I don't give a fuck if that nigga leave tonight, because, nigga, that dick don't run me (Ayy)

You better get on your knees and eat this pussy right before I have another nigga do it for me

Because dick don't run me, I run dick, nigga, yeah, you's a bitch

Mugler suit in my meeting, wagyu steak what I'm eating (Ah)

Makin' so much money, this nigga dumb if he's cheatin' (Dumb if he's cheatin')

Bitches watchin' and hatin', put that shit in they faces (In they faces)

I buy the whole buildin', and keep the hoes in they places

He submerged in it (Yeah), like a baptism (Like a baptism)

He hit this water, then he comin' back a real nigga (Ah)

How you want a bitch (Yeah), but don't wanna work? (But don't wanna work)

How you want a bitch that you don't deserve?

I should have listened to my first mine

And told your ass "No" the first time

Tried to spare this nigga feelings now he think he hurt mine

He cheat, and I be at work while you sleep

My pussy is the most expensive thing you'll ever eat

Fuck you, still can't believe I used trust you

The only accolade you ever made is that I fucked you

You a bitch, if you get the chance I bet you snitch

You'll never get a chance to tell me "Come and pay my shit"

Ladies, love yourself, 'cause this shit could get ugly (Shit could get ugly)

That's why it's, "Fuck niggas, get money!" (Fuck niggas, get money)

And I don't give a fuck if that nigga leave tonight, because, nigga, that dick don't run me (Ayy)

You better get on your knees and eat this pussy right, before I have another nigga do it for me

Because dick don't run me, I run dick, nigga, yeah, you's a bitch

(You's a bitch, you's a bitch)

Southside Royalty Freestyle lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Sauce Walka, Big Pokey & Lil Keke)

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

Real motherfuckin' H-Town shit

(Sippin' on a four)

I'm from the Southside, you know how we ride

(Sip, sippin' on a four and I'm ja—, ja—, ja—)

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

(Jammin' on the strip)

Ayy, what's up bitch? It's Megan, and I'm from South Park

And if it's 'bout some motherfuckin' money we could talk

Ayy, a lot of bitches hate me, and these niggas too

But when you gettin' money, that's what haters 'posed to do, ayy

Bitch, I'm out here shinin'

I'm really Houston's finest

I don't know if he lookin' at the titties or these diamonds (Yeah, ah)

These hoes can't stand me (Ah)

Niggas want my panties

And I threw the "H" up when I brought home all them Grammys

Hunnid K on my watch, yuh

Thick, brown skin with the long hair

Diamonds all on my G-string, but I'm still eatin' at TP's

Used to meet my tricks at Pappadeaux, hit the bar with all my hoes

Take me to the gallery and tell that nigga to "Buy me those", ah

[Sauce Walka:]

Ooh-wee

Trip creator, the inventor of the flavor

The "P" stand for "Pimpin','' it don't stand for "Pushin' paper"

The pain is now or later, but the car Mercedes Benz

Now a days at Splashtown there's Maybachs on G10s

Fifteens and onion rings

Cars laced like shoestrings

It's a dream to drop the top and come down Luther King

We the reason why y'all diamond grills and ice chain medallions

This the city with no doctor needed, you might make a stallion

New Ferrari, it's Italian

And a rapper paid for it

Coming down to H-Town, trickin' off when he was bored

It ain't shit I can't afford

No deal, Rolls Royce

Quarter million diamond in my face, tears of joy

[Big Pokey:]

Lookin' like a legend when I slide up gently

They askin' for the king, nigga, tell 'em Blunt sent me

They waitin' on the 'Lac and not the one that's black

I'm in the '76 Hog crawlin' like a razorback

I caught your bitch lookin', the wet paint gushin'

Shot the deuce and kept pushin' on the double stitched cushion (Yeah)

Special and spectacular

Slab ridin' ambassador

The Cutlass out here runnin' like a Hellcat Challenger

Martin Luther master

Cullen Street captain

Top peeled back, all white, like a napkin (Yeah)

Runnin' like a stallion

Southside of town, call me Don Key the great (Yeah)

Yeah, Mr. Cut Down

[Lil Keke:]

Die with me, ho, and I'm patrolling' on the blacktop (Yeah)

Hands in and out my fuckin' pockets, pullin' racks out

Grabbin' on the wheel, lookin' backwards when I back out

Clique city, niggas get they bread and droppin' 'Lac tops

Exotic in the air, drinking clean, I'm in the turning lane

Glass house sittin' up under the frame, that nigga murder gang

Tearin' up the runway, serious when them Forgis slide

Trunk closed, bangin', nigga, it's sounding like it's war outside

When it's money, we gon' wake up and go run it down

In the trenches lurkin' for that sack, I'ma go hunt it down

They ask me why I do it? Ho, I do it for the H

T-E-X-A-S, this for the state, nigga, Crock Bull

[Sauce Walka:]

H-Town, Splashtown

The most copied and underappreciated city in the game, man

You know it take ten female artist to make a Megan Thee Stallion

And it's a nigga wanna be Sauce Walker in every record label in America

Every rapper puttin' "Drip" and "Splash" in they song

Y'all know where y'all get that drip from

But we been draped and dripped out since three in the morning

Lil Keke, you know what I'm sayin'? You spill me?

Keep our name out y'all mouth like Puffy said, you spill me?

Yeah, everybody wanna have double cups

Everybody wanna have a big booty cutie on duty, double-cup polluted

Stupid? You spill me?

We the ones got y'all on that anime

Y'all wasn't talkin' 'bout no Dragon Ball Z, My Hero Academia, none of that Tsuyu Asui

Yeah, we got y'all talkin' 'bout some business this, business that

Know what I'm sayin'? This new Houston

But we gon' keep drippin' on, and keep pimpin' on, y'all gon' keep sippin' on

Yeah, this the city of the hot girls and the cold players

You spill me, P? (Ha)

Yeah, we cold-hearted out here P, and the baby girls hot-headed, ooh-wee

Sweetest Pie lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion & Dua Lipa

You've never been to Heaven, have you?

Ooh, this the ride of your life

Hold on 'cause, baby, I might

I might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie

Ooh, baby, we can go fast

I'll drive and you just lay back

I got the flavor that lasts, yeah, the sweetest pie

I might take you home with this

I might give you all of it

Come get your dose of the sweetest pie

Ooh, this the ride of your life

Hold on 'cause, baby, I might

I might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie

Baby, I'm the sweetest

Pussy is the meanest

Hot girl shit, but I'm cold every season

Know he got that pipe, let him bust it till it's leakin'

Booty like a pillow, he can use it while he sleepin'

Look, don't be goin' through my phone 'cause that's the old me

Ain't the only one tryna be my one and only

Real big, movin' slow, that body like codeine

He a player, but for Megan he cuttin' the whole team

That body lookin' nice

I got cake and I know he want a slice

I wish a nigga would try to put me on ice

I ain't ever had to chase dick in my life

I want that nasty, that freaky stuff

Slid up under my bed and keep me up

That Hansel and Gretel, let him eat me up

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Ooh, this the ride of your life

Hold on 'cause, baby, I might

I might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie

Ooh, baby, we can go fast

I'll drive and you just lay back

I got the flavor that lasts, yeah, the sweetest pie

I might take you home with this

I might give you all of it

Come get your dose of the sweetest pie

Ooh, this the ride of your life

Hold on 'cause, baby, I might

I might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie

You got me hung up from across the room

I'm so high that I'm on another altitude

And on my cloud I got some space for you

Got a taste for you

Ay

More bounce to the ounce

Pick it up, put it down

Wanna put his Nutty Buddy in my Fudge Round

Pussy tighter than a bitch

He ain't had it like this

Toes curling like they throwin' gang signs on Crip

One thing about me, I ain't takin' no shit

He will, I know it's pissin' off his old bitch

Cesar Millan, I got his ass trained

Trouble at the top, now who really runnin' things?

(Who? Ah)

You've never been to Heaven, have you?

Ooh, this the ride of your life

Hold on 'cause, baby, I might

I might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie

Ooh, baby, we can go fast

I'll drive and you just lay back

I got the flavor that lasts, yeah, the sweetest pie

I might take you home with this

I might give you all of it

Come get your dose of the sweetest pie

Ooh, this the ride of your life

Hold on 'cause, baby, I might

I might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie

Real hot girl shit

Me and Dua Lipa finna get the party lit

Ah

mixtape: Something For Thee Hotties (2021)

• Tuned In Freestyle
• Megan Monday Freestyle
• Trippy Skit
• Southside Forever Freestyle
• Outta Town Freestyle
• Megan's Piano
• Vickeelo And Dino Btw Skit
• Eat It
• All Of It
• Warning
• Kitty Kat
• Tina Snow Interlude
• God's Favorite
• Let Me See It
• Opposite Day
• Freakend
• Bae Goals
• Pipe Up
• Bless The Booth Freestyle
• THOT SHIT
• To Thee Hotties 

Tuned In Freestyle lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

This goes out to all y'all tuned in

The hotties, the secret hotties, all you motherfuckers

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

Talk about something y'all like, stop talkin' 'bout me

Since y'all hate a bitch so much

The way broke bitches comin' for me, know it gotta be free

But I get paid when I show up

Pressed, stressed, obsessed, I got 'em

Everything I do keep another bitch talkin'

Watching my back 'cause these dudes be stalkin'

Watching my plate, got these broke hoes starvin'

Damn, you hoes hate me

Ridin' dick so hard, havin' babies

Y'all bitches so ugh, stop it

Making everything but a deposit, yeah

Killin' bitches, send 'em to the Gulag

Hot girl shit, never let 'em cool off

Make him do what I say, he my voodoo doll

Backshots, balcony, we don't care who saw

One thing about me that you need to know

I ain't nothin' like none of these average hoes

"'Cause I fucking want to," if they ask me, "Why?"

I'm from the Southside, niggas can't make me cry (Ah)

Nigga, this head game lethal

Use my tongue, put thread through a needle

Bitch, I'm a movie, these hoes my sequels

Keep a pussy hoe real tight like a kegal (Yeah)

Self-esteem high, bank account full

Hoes goin' blind tryna look at my jewels

Ass real fat and my pussy get chewed

If I worried 'bout the hate, I'd be a damn fool (Fool)

If I was worried 'bout y'all niggas how y'all be worried about me

I'd be fucked up, too, ayy

Your Instagram account seein' more interactions

Than your bank account seein' any transactions

Love to talk shit, whole time, I'm laughin'

I'll never give a bum bitch satisfaction

Why? I'm way too player

Hoes love sayin' they a demon, I'm a prayer

Drop a lil' verse when they get to actin' up

Put my hand in her face, send her back where she from, uh

Bitch, I'm 'bout my money

Pussy out when I'm feelin' real cunty

He like 'em thick with the accent country

Sell his soul for a sniff of my undies

I'll walk the soul out you like some tennis shoes

I'm finna bust that pussy wide like ten-to-two

I got a nigga, but I find some of you bitches cute

Cut the convo short, fuck an interview

And when I show my wild side, make 'em doo-doo-doo

I got these niggas blushin', lookin' like they Pikachu

I'm the hot girl, feelin' like Charizard

And he know he finna win if he get my card (Ah)

Real motherfuckin' hot girl shit, ah