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Megan Thee Stallion - Bourbon Lyrics

Megan Thee Stallion

Megan Jovon Ruth Pete, professionally known as Megan Thee Stallion, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter born on February 15, 1995, in Houston, Texas. Rising to fame in 2019 with viral freestyles and hits like “Hot Girl Summer” and... Read more about Megan Thee Stallion

Bourbon Lyrics by Megan Thee Stallion

Goddamn, y’all hoes watch everything l do
Oh, creep-ass, freak-ass peeping Tom-ass, bitch (Hahaha)
Ayy, hmm

I ain’t got beef with nobody ’bout shit (‘Bout shit)
We all know who the it bitch is (Hmm)
Y’all keep arguin’ ’bout edited pics (Edited pics)
Ask my accountant, he’ll tell you it’s lit (Mwah)
Bitch going live from that dirty-ass crib (Ew)
Think you my opp, but it’s all in your head (It’s all in yo’ head)
Outdoing any bitch coming for Meg (Yuh)
I sell out arenas, the fuck is you sayin’? (Yuh, ah)
They give him a cookie for coming for me
But won’t give them a stream, won’t invest in the team
Mission accomplished, you got your lil’ comments
But all of that hating ain’t buy you a thing (Buy you a thing)
All of this love bought me a chain (Yuh)
M for a show and I bought me a Ran’ (Baow)
Bitches buy ass, and ain’t fixing the face (Yuh, yuh)
If you coming for me, better pick up your pace, hmm
Hot Girl Productions, head of the label
Nothing but hits coming out of the stable (Yuh)
Shout out to God ’cause he set up the table
Own everything, everybody ain’t able
Clearly we know who been taking the payments
We see who name bring the clicks and engagement (Hmm)
We know the people in blogs with arrangements (Hmm)
I know the ones that ain’t bout what they claiming (Ah)
Man, fuck these bitches
Fuck, these niggas
Fuck, they feelings (Fuck they feelings)
Way too much dick eating on Twitter
A rap nigga dick a punk ass nigga dinner (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas ain’t making these labels no money (Hmm)
Everything they make, going straight to the dealer
I wear rocks, bitch, I feel like Jigga
A real bombshell gettin’ turnt in the villa, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Smoother than Jergens, clean like detergent
Bitch, I ain’t fuckin’, I’m workin’ (I’m workin’)
If these niggas wasn’t tellin’ my business, damn near thought I was perfect, hmm
He text me say 911, he need this pussy urgent
These bitches ain’t built like me, they tryna find a surgeon, hmm (Ah)
Bitch, these niggas love this ass, I ain’t finna stop twerking, hmm (Yeah)
Bitch, I’m so in love with this money, I ain’t never finna stop working, hm
I’ve been balling for so long, I think I’m Kyrie Irving
I’m a tall drink of water, pussy like a shot of bourbon, ah, hmm

You know, I’m sick of you motherfuckers acting like I don’t be rapping my ass off, hmm
I know a booth hate to see one of you non-rapping ass bitches coming, hahaha

I slang more chicken heads than Roscoes (Roscoes)
More blue in my thread than an iPhone, hmm
These hoes fake hard like a strap on (Hmm)
Hermès every color in the Pantone (Yeah)
I buck on that dick like I’m half horse (Ah)
Ass sittin’ up high like a minotaur (Yeah)
Bitch, need a pimp help, can’t spit a bar (Hmm)
Spit your best when you tryna get a nigga off
But they be clappin’ for bitches that do the bare minimum
Come to me, everybody get critical (Why?)
They be forcing they hating it’s pitiful (Hmm)
Bitches lame and I don’t wanna sit with ’em (Nope)
Bitches mouse and I don’t wanna click with ’em (Nope)
Coming for me like I’m putting dick in ’em (Ugh)
They compare you to me, you a synonym (Hmm)
I’m producing these bitches like Timbaland
P-p-p-p-pop it back
Hear how that pussy smack (Ah)
Fuckin’ hoes that wanna be me (Wanna be me)
He want some copy cat (Copy cat)
Ooh, you thought you really made it (You made it)
I know these bitches mad (Bitches mad)
All these lil’ hoes come and go (Hmm)
Like they be selling ass (Ah)
L-L-LV rainbow print, that’s vintage
I ain’t even ask how much, just spent it
Bought it in Japan, so a bitch can’t get this (Yeah, yeah)
Lil’ ass bag, couldn’t make me a mistress (Make me a mistress)
All my accounts got all my interest
On my own mood board on Pinterest (On Pinterest)
Pimpin’ out work, don’t need no assistance (Hey, hey)
Ain’t a bitch pen out this vicious (Ah)

Hmm, and if you sick of me, bitch, you better stay on bed rest ’cause I’m finna fuck up the rest of your year
Haha
Bye

Megan Thee Stallion

Megan Jovon Ruth Pete, professionally known as Megan Thee Stallion, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter born on February 15, 1995, in Houston, Texas. Rising to fame in 2019 with viral freestyles and hits like “Hot Girl Summer” and... Read more about Megan Thee Stallion

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