Yeah, a lot of these niggas wanna hit it with Megan
He heard that I work it out, roll it like a Jamaican
He call my phone when I'm on the road, see if I'm alone
Then I go up in the bathroom and give him what he want
Taking pics, rubbing on my tits, he think I'm the shit
Picture me in ya bed, rubbin' all on ya dick
Put that arch in my back and let you attack it
He like it when I make it jiggle so I let him smack it
When you in it from behind I'm looking at yo' face in the mirror
You'll be lyin' if you tell me this ain't mine
How you lick it up and down must be tryna make it shine
Like a Slip & Slide ride do it slow then rewind
Name a bitch you know who f*ckin' with my flow
Ya dick gettin' stiff watchin' my videos
Record it on my phone then put it in slow mo'
I'm the real deal, no faking, no porno
Bitch, settle down, hoe, it's money in ya presence
He gon' act a fool when he see my in Giuseppe
Gotta tell him calm down, we in public, don't sweat me
Whisper in my ear tell me how ya gon' sex me
Pull up in that oh, make a nigga say, ah
If he ask for my number its Chanel No. 9
Only time I'm a freak is if I really got the time
If the nigga really mine then he really want mine
If I pull up late just to ride that face
He wanna beat down, he respect my chase
That's why I gotta keep a special place for you
'Cause when I'm done in the booth I'm coming home to you
You could never take a L off a real bitch
I'm hotter then them hoes that you chill with
Up against me, bitches never win
If he ever hit Thee Stallion, he'll be back again, ah
Megan Thee Stallion - Houston Cypher (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Yeah, a lot of these niggas wanna hit it with Megan
He heard that I work it out, roll it like a Jamaican
He call my phone when I'm on the road, see if I'm alone
Then I go up in the bathroom and give him what he want
Taking pics, rubbing on my tits, he think I'm the shit
Picture me in ya bed, rubbin' all on ya dick
Put that arch in my back and let you attack it
He like it when I make it jiggle so I let him smack it
When you in it from behind I'm looking at yo' face in the mirror
You'll be lyin' if you tell me this ain't mine
How you lick it up and down must be tryna make it shine
Like a Slip & Slide ride do it slow then rewind
Name a bitch you know who f*ckin' with my flow
Ya dick gettin' stiff watchin' my videos
Record it on my phone then put it in slow mo'
I'm the real deal, no faking, no porno
Bitch, settle down, hoe, it's money in ya presence
He gon' act a fool when he see my in Giuseppe
Gotta tell him calm down, we in public, don't sweat me
Whisper in my ear tell me how ya gon' sex me
Pull up in that oh, make a nigga say, ah
If he ask for my number its Chanel No. 9
Only time I'm a freak is if I really got the time
If the nigga really mine then he really want mine
If I pull up late just to ride that face
He wanna beat down, he respect my chase
That's why I gotta keep a special place for you
'Cause when I'm done in the booth I'm coming home to you
You could never take a L off a real bitch
I'm hotter then them hoes that you chill with
Up against me, bitches never win
If he ever hit Thee Stallion, he'll be back again, ah
He heard that I work it out, roll it like a Jamaican
He call my phone when I'm on the road, see if I'm alone
Then I go up in the bathroom and give him what he want
Taking pics, rubbing on my tits, he think I'm the shit
Picture me in ya bed, rubbin' all on ya dick
Put that arch in my back and let you attack it
He like it when I make it jiggle so I let him smack it
When you in it from behind I'm looking at yo' face in the mirror
You'll be lyin' if you tell me this ain't mine
How you lick it up and down must be tryna make it shine
Like a Slip & Slide ride do it slow then rewind
Name a bitch you know who f*ckin' with my flow
Ya dick gettin' stiff watchin' my videos
Record it on my phone then put it in slow mo'
I'm the real deal, no faking, no porno
Bitch, settle down, hoe, it's money in ya presence
He gon' act a fool when he see my in Giuseppe
Gotta tell him calm down, we in public, don't sweat me
Whisper in my ear tell me how ya gon' sex me
Pull up in that oh, make a nigga say, ah
If he ask for my number its Chanel No. 9
Only time I'm a freak is if I really got the time
If the nigga really mine then he really want mine
If I pull up late just to ride that face
He wanna beat down, he respect my chase
That's why I gotta keep a special place for you
'Cause when I'm done in the booth I'm coming home to you
You could never take a L off a real bitch
I'm hotter then them hoes that you chill with
Up against me, bitches never win
If he ever hit Thee Stallion, he'll be back again, ah
Writer: Adam King Feeney, Allen Ritter, Anderson Hernandez, Aubrey Graham, Brian Morgan, Clifton Chase, Edward Fletcher, Gregory Prestopino, Mathew Wilder, Melvin Glover, Oliver Scott, Ronnie Wilson, Sylvia Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Megan Thee Stallion
Length: 1:35
Written by: Adam King Feeney, Allen Ritter, Anderson Hernandez, Aubrey Graham, Brian Morgan, Clifton Chase, Edward Fletcher, Gregory Prestopino, Mathew Wilder, Melvin Glover, Oliver Scott, Ronnie Wilson, Sylvia Robinson