megan thee stallion – nasty girl lyrics
[intro]
yeah
love me all day, tryna f-ck me all night
love me all day, tryna f-ck me all night
yeah, yeah, look
[verse]
whack hoes take offence to my flow
get rid of the trial b-tch and upgrade to pro (ahh)
‘cause a real b-tch know to keep her man home
he ain’t never complaining, suck his d-ck is all i’m sayin’
i ain’t never had a problem keeping n-gg-s
now i’m done teaching n-gg-s and i’m waiting on a winner
he could be a drug dealer or a boss in the city (in the city)
work a n-gg- out in the back of the coupe
he digging in my p-ssy like a ice cream scoop
but he know he can’t stay at the crib past two (past two)
keep that sh-t playa is the number one rule
if you blowin’ up my phone, you’s a motherf-ckin’ fool (what?)
but if by chance you blew my back out
and hit the right spot, you know what i’m ‘bout
i’m megan, the d-ck stiffener
get up in my p-ssy, five strokes, given up
i want you on your knees, tongue out, give it up
and then wear it out like you been locked up
i get the n-gg- hard but he know he can’t touch
and we ain’t even f-ck and he ‘bout to bust a nut
he like it when i dance in my heels with the cuffs
he tell me ride slow ‘cause he tryna make love
i go, on and on and on it
never let a broke -ss n-gg- bone me
lying on your d-ck wit’ your whack homies is the same reason why you’re lonely
i keep a lil summin in the love run in case a weak motherf-cker wanna act hard
i got big dogs in my backyard, i bring ‘em out when it’s time to pull a n-gg- card out
i appreciate when you stay up late just so i can come and put this -ss in your face
my idea of a bomb -ss date is a dinner with a whole lotta money on my plate
i need m’s on m’s, n-gg-s on rims
move a lotta weight, i don’t mean in the gym
if i tell him “game over” he gon’ do a lil flip
he a slim thug so i still let him tip
shoot the p.o.v with my p-ssy on his lips (mwah)
throw it back hard tell him hold on my hips
can you command p-ssy? understand the p-ssy?
take it from behind and upper hand the p-ssy?
if i bring it down slow, can you land the p-ssy?
new thang in the game, call me megan the rookie (ahh)
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