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lirik lagu megan’s piano – megan thee stallion

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[intro]
and if the beat live, you know lil ju made it

[verse 1]
big ass chain ‘round my neck so these n*ggas know i’m rich and i don’t need sh*t but the d*ck
big ass stack in this purse so these n*ggas know i’m workin’, i’m holdin’ this glock in my birkin
n*ggas gotta hold that l tryna come for my pen, i’m really finna make another m
now tell me how the f*ck i’m in the wrong if i don’t want the n*gga and he still ain’t f*ckin’ with the b*tch

[chorus]
i be working, i make moves in silence
hoes might’ve never liked me and i’m fine with it
nasty, i’m a real n*gga fantasy
i’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke n*gga handle me
d’ussé, this rich b*tch enеrgy
y’all lil’ hoes still drinkin’ that hennessy
mеssy, and i’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
b*tch got receipts but ain’t never finna buy sh*t (ah)

[verse 2]
sorry, hoes hate me ’cause i’m the it girl
i ain’t never asked to be the sh*t, girl
don’t call me “sis,” ’cause i’m not your sister
you really need to come and get your mister
seein’ all my opps linked up in a picture
everybody look busted, injured
stalkin’ my page, b*tch probably wanna scissor
all in her mouth like i kissed her
[chorus]
i be working, i make moves in silence
hoes might’ve never liked me and i’m fine with it
nasty, i’m a real n*gga fantasy
i’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke n*gga handle me
d’ussé, this rich b*tch energy
y’all lil’ hoes still drinkin’ that hennessy
messy, and i’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
b*tch got receipts but ain’t never finna buy sh*t

[verse 3]
bad b*tches run in my pack, gang sh*t
cartier frames spot a b*tch on some lame sh*t
broke n*ggas all in my way, clear ’em
chains ain’t makin’ no noise? they ain’t big enough
wildin’, on a boat on an island
when i throw it back, bet i make him throw the towel in
i got a n*gga, but i don’t need one
he f*ck up, i’ma have my fun
teacup, i can fit a b*tch in my purse
which one of y’all wanna go first?
spicy, ain’t a b*tch out built like me
i run sh*t, probably how i got a deal with nike
beefing? you just mad we ain’t speaking
and i’m the one that put the roof where you sleeping
phoney, i don’t need no new homies
i’m the reason all my opps ain’t homeless (ah)

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