Thot Shit Lyrics

Thot Shit - Megan Thee Stallion

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[Intro]

OG Park

And if the beat live you know LilJu made it

[Verse 1]

Hands on my knees, shakin’ ass, on my thot shit

Post me a pic, finna make me a profit

When a licka hit, then a bitch gettin’ toxic (Why the fuck you in the club where niggas wild?)

I’ve been list since brush, thot shit

On the 42 for the table, let’s pop shit

Missionary or Doggystyle, I’ma top shit

Pussy ass niggas hatin’ on me from the closet (Ah)

My own posterior

I don't give a fuck who talk behind my back 'cause the bitch knew better than to let me hear it (Ah)

[Chorus]

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, ha-hands on my knees

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

[Verse 2]

Who said they wish a bitch would? I'm a genie

Bitch so hot gotta stay in bikinis

He got a girl but he keep beggin' to see me

I love it when a nigga 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 orderin' 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 fuck 'bout a girl tryna bash me

I’m the shit per the Recording Academy (Ah)

[Chorus]

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, ha-hands on my knees

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit

Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

[Verse 3]

Drinkin' out the motherfuckin' 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

Fuckin' on a nigga, make him sing on some pop shit

I need a real headbanger on some rock shit

Pussy like crack and he hit it like dope

Got a real hot box but a bitch don't smoke (Ah)

Hot girl but I'm still the coldest, hey

I'm the big homie but I ain't the oldest (Hmm)

[?] I ain't tryna get noticed

Man, ain't nobody come to see you [?]

Look, how many bitches [?]

They really pussy so I really gotta [?]

I'm really poppin' but they really kinda follow whoever

I've been a freak, [?] a bitch or nigga

Big bank take lil’ bank, big bitch, 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 bitch ain't hurtin'

Look, I ain't even finna argue with a bitch

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

[?] (Ah)