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bourbon - megan thee stallion lyrics

[intro]
godd*mn
y’all hoes watch everything l do

b*b*bankroll got it
ayy, hmm

[verse 1]
i ain’t got beef with n0body ’bout sh*t (’bout sh*t)
we all know who the it b*tch is (hmm)
y’all keep arguin’ ’bout edited pics (edited pics)
ask my accountant, he’ll tell you it’s lit (mwah)

think you my opp but it’s all in your head (it’s all in yo’ head)
outdoin’ any b*tch comin’ for meg (yeah)

all of this love bought me a chain (yeah)
m for a show, and i bought me a ring (baow)

if you comin’ for me, bettеr pick up your pace, hmm (yeah)
hot girl productions, head of thе label (head of the label)
nothin’ but hits comin’ out of the stable (yeah)

own everything, everybody ain’t able
clearly we know who been taking the payments
we see who name bring the cl!cks and engagement (hmm)
we know the people in blogs with arrangements (hmm)
i know the ones that ain’t bout what they claimin’ (ah)
man, f*ck these b*tches, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck they feelings (f*ck they feelings)
way too much d*ck*eatin’ on twitter
a rap n*gga d*ck a punk ass n*gga dinner (yeah, yeah)
n*ggas ain’t makin’ these labels no money (hmm)
everything they make goin’ straight to the dealer

ah (yeah, yeah)
smoother than jergens, clean like detergent
b*tch, i ain’t f*ckin’, i’m workin’ (i’m workin’, hmm)
if these n*ggas weren’t tellin’ my business, d*mn near thought i was perfect, hmm
he text me say, “911,” he need this p*ssy urgent (do)
these b*tches ain’t built like me, they tryna find a surgeon, hmm (ah)
b*tch, these n*ggas love this ass, i ain’t finna stop twerkin’, hmm (yeah)
b*tch, i’m so in love with this money, i ain’t never finna stop workin’, hm (workin’)

i’m a tall drink of water, p*ssy like a shot of bourbon, ah
[interlude]
hmm, you know, i’m sick of you motherf*ckers actin’ like i don’t be rappin’ my ass off, hmm
i know a booth hate to see one of you non*rappin’ ass b*tches comin’, hahaha

[verse 2]

these hoes fake hard like a strap on (hmm)
hermès, every color in the (yeah)

b*tches lame and i don’t wanna sit with ’em (nope)

comin’ for me like i’m putting d*ck in ’em (ugh)
(hmm)

p*p*p*p*pop it back (back)
hear how that p*ssy smack (ah)

ooh, you thought you really made it (you did)
i know these b*tches mad (b*tches mad)

lv, rainbow print, that’s vintage
i ain’t even ask how much, just spent it (just spent it)
bought it in j*pan so a b*tch can’t get this (yeah, yeah)
lil’ ass bag, couldn’t make me your mistress (make me your mistress)
all my accounts got all my interest (yeah)
on my own mood board on pinterest (on pinterest)
givin’ out work, don’t need no assistants (hey, hey)
ain’t a b*tch pen out this vicious (ah)
[outro]

bye, mwah

- megan thee stallion lyrics

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