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Megan Thee Stallion

L.A. Leakers - Freestyle #148

 

L.A. Leakers - Freestyle #148


Ayy

Ass move like water but I'm known to be a solid bitch
All that fucking hating y'all be doing, it ain't stopping shit
I don't need a watch for me to let him know what time it is
You grown now, I ain't doing nothing that your mama did
Never gave a fuck like that, I ain't never broke my hymen, uh
I rock Louis slippers 'cause I'm always out here sliding, ayy
She say I'm a ho because her nigga on my body, uh
Guess I got her mad 'cause a ho like me be shining, ayy
I'm a Texas bitch, I ain't scared of shit, yes, thick girls can take dick
I don't really fuck with none of y'all, y'all can miss me with that handshake shit
Fucked up, like, "What's up?," when I walk in, put your cups up
I'm with the nigga with the big pockets or the bad bitch with the big butt
Hot girl, I be playing dumb because these niggas be lame-o's
These niggas get to popping Percs and want a bitch to suck on they playdough
42, that weren't me talking, please, stop all that damn stalking
These niggas wanna take shots then fall in love, I was just talking
These bitches don't like me but I got to make 'em hate me, uh
How you wanna be me, at the same time wanna shade me? Uh
I be making money on the motherfucking daily, uh
Got my label mad but them niggas got to pay me, ayy
Who y'all hoes be talking to? Ignore y'all how your father do
Until one of y'all hoes say my name, no, I can't acknowledge you
Bitch, you on your first Rollie, ain't shit 'bout your wrist flooded
Talk to me when you really make it, when you get done with all of that dick sucking
I run shit, regulate it, niggas and these bitches hating
Don't compare me to these other rappers, keep us separated
They be tooting white, I drink brown, bitch, we segregated
They be chasing niggas through they city, I be chasing paper
Yeah, now what you wanna do?
A bitch want beef, I'ma pull up, like, "Moo!"
But I don't wanna fight, we can take it to the booth
'Cause you know I blew a bag on my hair and my shoes
Bitch, you know I treat these niggas like hors d'oeuvres on the table
I take a little bite and I might get me some for later
But I don't get full 'cause there's way too many flavors
But if that shit was banging, I may have to pack a plate up

Ahaha, yeah
Megan The Stallion going crazy
Real motherfucking hot girl shit
Don't compare Don't compare her to the other rappers
Don't compare me to these other rappers (You feel me?)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?