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megan thee stallion – megan’s piano (clean) lyrics

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

[verse 1]
big ++ chain ’round my neck so these ++ know i’m rich and i don’t need ++ but the ++
big ++ stack in this purse so these ++ know i’m workin’, i’m holdin’ this glock in my birkin
++ gotta hold that l tryna come for my pen, i’m really finna make another m
now, tell me how the ++ i’m in the wrong if i don’t want the ++ and he still ain’t ++ with the ++?

[chorus]
i be workin’, i make moves in silence
++ might never like me and i’m fine with it
nasty, i’m a real ++ fantasy
i’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke ++ handle me
d’ussé, this rich ++ energy
y’all lil’ ++ still drinkin’ that hennеssy
messy, and i’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
++ got receipts, but ain’t nеver finna buy ++ (ah)

[verse 2]
sorry, ++ hate me ’cause i’m the it girl
i ain’t never asked to be the ++, 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, ++ probably wanna scissor
all in her mouth like i kissed her
[chorus]
i be workin’, i make moves in silence
++ might never like me and i’m fine with it
nasty, i’m a real ++ fantasy
i’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke ++ handle me
d’ussé, this rich ++ energy
y’all lil’ ++ still drinkin’ that hennessy
messy, and i’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
++ got receipts, but ain’t never finna buy ++

[verse 3]
bad ++ run in my pack, gang ++
cartier frames, spot a ++ on some lame ++
broke ++ 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 ++, but i don’t need one
he ++ up, i’ma have my fun
teacup, i can fit a ++ in my purse
which one of y’all wanna go first?
spicy, ain’t a ++ out built like me
i run ++, probably how i got a deal with nike
beefin’? you just mad we ain’t speakin’
and i’m the one that put the roof where you sleepin’
phoney, i don’t need no new homies
i’m the reason all of my opps ain’t homeless (ah)



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