Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thot Shit , by - Megan Thee Stallion. Release date: 28.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Thot Shit |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Post me a pic, finna make me a profit |
| When the liquor hit, then a bitch get toxic |
| (Why the fuck you in the club when niggas wildin'?) |
| I’ve been lit since brunch, thot shit |
| Order '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 |
| Hoes tryna call me a snake, shit, I guess I can relate |
| 'Cause a bitch spit a whole lotta venom |
| And since these hoes all rats, when they come around me |
| All I see is a whole lotta dinner |
| I walk around the house butt-naked |
| And I stop at every mirror just to stare at my own posterior |
| I don’t give a fuck who talk behind my back |
| 'Cause the bitch knew better than to let me hear her (Ah) |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (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 (Thot shit) |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Hands on my knees, hands on my knees |
| Hoes said they wish a bitch would, and 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 VVs |
| No, I’m not a patient, but I let him treat me |
| I gotta be a doctor how I’m orderin' CCs |
| Go to your place, no face, no case |
| Ninety-nine percent tint in a blacked-out Wraith |
| I remember hoes used to clap for me happily |
| Now I’m bossed up and them same hoes mad at me |
| Acting like they ridin', whole time tryna pass me |
| Watchin' me go through it and still tryna drag me |
| Actin' like you winnin', if you think about it, actually |
| Are they supportin' you or really just attackin' me? |
| I don’t give a fuck 'bout a blog tryna bash me |
| I’m the shit per the Recording Academy (Ah) |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (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 (Thot shit) |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Hands on my knees, hands on my knees |
| Drinkin' out the motherfuckin' bottle on my thot shit |
| Everything I eat go straight to my pockets |
| 2021, finna graduate college |
| Goth 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, wanna 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 |
| Bitch dry hatin', tryna get noticed |
| Man, ain’t nobody come to see you, Otis, look |
| How many bitches lyin' if they say they bars is better? |
| They really puppets, so I really gotta go and Geppetto |
| I’m really talkin', but it really can apply to whoever |
| My pen a freak, it’ll go after a bitch or a nigga (Huh) |
| Big bank take lil' bank, bitch, add it up |
| Hoes takin' shots, but they ain’t in my caliber |
| Booked, but I squeeze a lil' head in my calendar |
| Lookin' in the mirror like, «Damn, I don’t brag enough» |
| LVs, 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 |
| And none of these hoes finna see me at the bank |
| And I’ma keep talkin' all the shit that I want |
| And I dare one of these hoes come tell me I can’t |
| We ain’t even speakin' if the nigga ain’t spendin' |
| He could never say that I was one of his women |
| I don’t even let niggas know where I stay |
| I’ll be damned if he thinkin' he poppin' up on this pimpin' (Ah) |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit (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 (Thot shit) |
| Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit |
| Hands on my knees, hands on my knees |
| (OG Parker) |
| (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) |