megan thee stallion – nda (clean version) lyrics
[intro]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
ayy
[verse 1]
i ain’t perfect, but anything i did to any of you ++++++, y’all deserved it (y’all deserved it)
you see me in that mode, don’t disturb me when i’m workin’ (yeah)
lil’ +++++ you better back up, don’t know what be in these purses (blaow)
and i ain’t say, “excuse me”, ’cause i did that ++++ on purpose
yeah, you see a star up in this +++++ (a star up in this +++++)
you know i bought a hundred black cars in this +++++ (cars in this +++++)
knees freak, i don’t like n0body touchin’ on my ++++ (yeah, touchin’ on my ++++)
so you know i had to bring my own bottles in this +++++, ayy (ayy, ayy, ah)
ridin’ by myself, shoppin’ bag in the backseat (backseat)
++++++ with the money to they ear don’t attract me (yeah, yeah, don’t attract me)
fly out the country, let a prince +++++ bag me (ayy, ayy, yeah)
nympho, wanna do a +++++ pockets nasty (ah)
+++++++ hatin’ on me, but it’s cool, ++++++ love me (but it’s cool, ++++++ love me)
body bangin’, i ain’t had to let the doctor cut me (ayy, ayy, doctor cut me)
sick of bein’ humble, ’cause you +++++++ don’t respect that (yeah)
and the next one of y’all ++++ wanna get bold, i’m gon’ check that
and the next one of y’all blogs wanna spread lies, i’m gon’ sue you (yeah)
and the next +++++ that break my nda, they goin’ for you too
now listen to me ’cause i’m givin’ you +++++++ a warning
you gon’ have to pay me forever tryna be corny (ayy)
i’m from the city of the drink sippers, slidin’, ridin’ paint drippers (yeah)
+++++++ so bad, got the famous ++++++ stage drippers (baow)
poppin’ all the music, so you know i’m kinda screwed up (know i’m screwed up)
wrist so icy, turn a drank into a cool cup (yeah)
goin’ through some ++++, so i gotta stay busy (so i gotta stay busy)
bought a ‘rari, i can’t let the ++++ i’m thinkin’ catch up with me (yeah, catch up with me)
if they say the see me outside of a bookie, that was kizzy (ah)
barely be at home, but i still put on for my city (for my city)
[chorus]
d+mn, where the real +++++++ at? (the real +++++++ at?)
i’m finna bring real +++++++ back (ayy, ayy)
where’s all the real ++++++ at? (the real ++++++ at?)
free the guys, bring the real ++++++ back (ayy, ayy, ++++++ back)
d+mn, where the real +++++++ at? (the real +++++++ at?)
i’m finna bring real +++++++ back (ayy, real +++++++ back)
where’s all the real ++++++ at?
free the guys, bring the real ++++++ back (ah)
[verse 2]
how many more ways can i say that i’m the baddest +++++? (yeah)
i walk in and +++++++ grab they +++++, that’s a compliment
’cause you know in his head he wanna spread me like a condiment (ah)
he want me to make that glizzy disappear and swallow it (yeah, yeah)
you know i keep it realer than real, ain’t ++++ ’bout me fraudulent (ain’t ++++ ’bout me fraudulent)
they take all the hate that they got for me and they market it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
when they sh+t ain’t poppin’, they usin’ megan for marketing (yeah)
and they ain’t got enough in they budget for me to talk to them (no)
i know you ++++++ wish that i would get down and stay down (i won’t)
+++++, make a move or keep that ++++ up on the playground (keep that ++++ up on the playground)
’cause i ain’t finna stop until i make it to the t+in+op (yeah)
and i do everything that all my haters said i could not (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
and it look like a sign just be slidin’ on my wrist watch (ah)
i hope that you ain’t shoppin’ when i’m shoppin’, you get kicked out (kicked out)
i gotta watch my back, ’cause i forget that i’m the ++++ now
i walk up in the studio p+ssed off and lay that ++++ down
matter fact, wait, stop, +++++, i really rap (+++++, i really rap)
i be quick to check you +++++ +++++++ like a pap
k!ll a +++++, all i need is a pencil and a pad
let me get the beat, so they remember who i am
[chorus]
d+mn, where the real +++++++ at? (the real +++++++ at?)
i’m finna bring real +++++++ back (ayy, ayy)
where’s all the real ++++++ at? (the real ++++++ at?)
free the guys, bring the real ++++++ back (ayy, ayy, ++++++ back)
d+mn, where the real +++++++ at? (the real +++++++ at?)
i’m finna bring real +++++++ back (ayy, real +++++++ back)
where’s all the real ++++++ at? (ayy, ayy)
free the guys, bring the real ++++++ back (ah)
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