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Hot Girl Lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion

 Hot Girl Lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion


Hot Girl Lyrics - Megan Thee Stallion


Hot Girl Lyrics


DJ Chose

 Yeah, yeah

 I put that 1501 chain around my neck and now it's lit, ah


 All the hot girls, make it pop, pop, pop (pop, pop)

 Bad bitches wit' the bag, say "I", ya, ya

 If he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, tell him "Bye, bye, bye" (boy, bye)

 And if you see a mad hoe, tell her "Hi, hi, hi" (hey)


 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe, yeah (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (huh)

 Fuck a broke hoe (ooh)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (ah)


 Spicy, pricey (woo), neck and wrist icy (yeah)

 Bitch, it's moneymaking Megan, hoe, get like me

 I rode it, a soldier, a hot girl, he want it, uh

 Pull up in that Masera', gettin' top on lock (skrrt)

 They still tryna find a thing that I can't do

 I told her "If you go against me, you a damn fool" (bitch, you dumb)

 But keep talkin' 'bout me, bitch, that's all you can do (oh, okay)

 But keep my cat up out your mouth 'cause that's your man food

 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (she like "What?")

 I know you're crunk but lil' bih, please watch my shoes (goddamn)

 I'm not the DJ but I'll make your body move (goddamn)

 Watch your mouth before I leave here wit' your boo (ah)


 All the hot girls, make it pop, pop, pop (pop, pop)

 Bad bitches wit' the bag, say "I", ya, ya

 If he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, tell him "Bye, bye, bye" (boy, bye)

 And if you see a mad hoe, tell her "Hi, hi, hi" (hey)


 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (huh)

 Fuck a broke hoe (ooh)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (ah)


 Lil' thundercat, throw it back, he can't handle that (yeah, yeah)

 I'on want to talk 'less a nigga finna throw a stack (ooh, ooh)

 Bad attitude but I'm cute so he call me "Bae" (yeah, yeah)

 I'ma need that head, give me neck like a vertebrae (ah)

 Check my body, oochie wally, where yo' wallet? (Ooh)

 If I take yo' nigga, it's nothing you can do about it (not at all)

 I'm the fucking hottie

 I'm not yo' mama or your partner so don't play with me

 Bitch, I'm from Texas, we get rowdy

 I got my hands up on my knees, I'm 'bout to work him out his jeans

 He get behind me, I'ma QB, throw it back, he wide receive (ayy)

 Yo' nigga wish he had me, boy, your BM ashy (ooh)

 And I'm cocoa-buttered down, pretty brown, bad B (ah)


 All the hot girls, make it pop, pop, pop (pop, pop)

 Bad bitches wit' the bag, say "I", ya, ya

 If he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, tell him "Bye, bye, bye" (boy, bye)

 And if you see a mad hoe, tell her "Hi, hi, hi" (hey)


 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (huh)

 Fuck a broke hoe (ooh)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (ah)


 I can make your man do what I want him to do (oh, yeah)

 'Cause when he seen me, he ain't want to fuck with you (not at all)

 I point down at this candy, told him what he finna chew

 And tease you with the nigga, nah nee, nah nee, boo-boo (ayy)

 I want some money, yeah, I want some money

 And he gon' bring it to Megan, do what I say like his Mommy

 I wrap that dick like a mummy, he do not run when I'm coming

 He open up and he catch it, he suck these titties, these leches

 I throw that booty, he fetch it, this pussy really a present

 I got that Michael, that Thriller, these bitches hiding they niggas

 I got that now and that later, he gon' eat through the paper

 He tryna eat through these panties, he bob his head like he jammin' (ah)


 All the hot girls, make it pop, pop, pop (pop, pop)

 Bad bitches wit' the bag, say "I", ya, ya

 If he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, tell him "Bye, bye, bye" (boy, bye)

 And if you see a mad hoe, tell her "Hi, hi, hi" (hey)


 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (get a bag)

 Don't get mad, hoe (huh)

 Fuck a broke hoe (ooh)

 Don't get mad, hoe (get mad)

 Get a bag, hoe (ah)


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