Thot Shit Lyrics by Megan Thee Stallion is latest English song with music also given by her. Thot Shit song lyrics are written by Megan Thee Stallion.
Thot Shit Song Detail
Singer: Megan Thee Stallion
Composer: Megan Thee Stallion
Lyrics by: Megan Thee Stallion
Thot Shit Lyrics
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Ha-hands on my knees
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees hands on my knees
Who said they wish a bit*h would I’m a genie
Bi**h so hot gotta stay in bikinis
He got a girl but he keep begging to see me
I love it when a ni**a got a mouth full of vv’s
No I’m not a patient but I let him treat me
I got a now I’m ordering cc’s
Go to your place no face no case
In a blacked out wraith
I remember hoes used to clap for me happily
Now I’m bossed up and the same hoes mad at me
Acting like they ridin’ whole time tryna pass me
Still tryna drag me
If you think about it actually
I don’t give a fu*k about a girl tryna bash me
I’m the shit per the recording academy ahh
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Ha hands on my knees
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Hands on my knees
Drinking out the mo*he**ucking
Bottle on my thot shit
Everything I eat goes
Straight to my pockets
2021 finna graduate college
South girl shit I’m a real hot topic
Fuc**ng on a ni**a make him sing on some pop shit
I need a real headbanger on some rock shit
Pu**y like crack and he hit it like dope
Got a real hot box but a bi**h don’t smoke ahh
Hot girl but I’m still the coldest hey
I’m the big homie but I ain’t the oldest hmmm
I ain’t tryna get noticed
Man ain’t nobody come to see you
Look how many bi**hes
They really pu**y so I really gotta
I’m really poppin’ but they really kinda follow whoever
I’ve been a freak a bi**h or ni**a
Big bank take lil bank big bi**h add it up
Hoes takin’ shots but they ain’t in my caliber
Booked but lil’ head in my calendar
Lookin’ in the mirror like damn
I don’t brag enough
Lv’s double c’s birkins I’m workin’
My chain ain’t hittin’ if a bi**h ain’t hurtin’
Look I ain’t even finna argue with a bi**h
One thing I know two things for certain
None of these hoes sayin’ shit to my face
None of these hoes finna see me at the bank
And I’ma keep talkin’ all the shit that I want
I doubt one you hoes gon’ tell me I can’t ahh
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Ha hands on my knees
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Shakin’ as* on my thot shit
Hands on my knees
Hands on my knees