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letra de accent - megan thee stallion

[intro: megan thee stallion & glorilla]
yeah, keep tellin’ yourself i ain’t the sh-t, b-tch, maybe one day you’ll believe it
hm (glorilla)
real hot girl sh-t (ah, ayy)

[chorus: megan thee stallion]

so we can talk again (talk again)
you don’t look as good as me (good as me)
so, b-tch, don’t call me twin (call me twin)
thought he was a city boy
until he met a country b-tch (ah)

[verse 1: megan thee stallion]
i keep a n-gga in his feelings (ooh), i wake up p-ssin’ off b-tches (ah)
they all be talkin’ to the wall (yeah), i make ’em question they existence (yеah, huh)
if gettin’ money was a sport, i’m showin’ out at the olympics (okay, okay, okay)

i ain’t f-ckin’ with the ass-kissin’ (no)

[chorus: megan thee stallion & glorilla]
i’m thicker than my accent (accent)
and n-ggas love that sh-t (yeah, yeah)
pretendin’ he don’t understand me (huh?)
so we can talk again (talk again)
you don’t look as good as me (good as me)
so, b-tch, don’t call me twin (call me twin)
thought he was a city boy
until he met a country b-tch (yeah, ah)
i’m thicker than my accent (yeah, accent)
and n-ggas love that sh-t (yeah, yeah)
pretendin’ he don’t understand me (h-llo?)
so we can talk again (talk again)
you don’t look as good as me (good as me)
so, b-tch, don’t call me twin (call me twin)
thought he was a city boy (glorilla, woo)
until he met a country b-tch (ah)

[verse 2: glorilla]
whatever i do be cool, n-ggas love a memphis b-tch (on god)
anything i do gon’ turn him on, i do some simple sh-t (facts)
you gon’ let that n-gga do whatever ’cause you a simple b-tch (ho)
i do what these n-ggas do, i don’t tolerate no hypocrites (the f-ck?)

why you keep on rappin’ ’bout that switch when you ain’t usin’ it? (nah, i’m sayin’)
my n-gga caught me cheatin’, i told him, “bae, i was just usin’ him” (for real)
he told me hit his line whenever i need him, so i’m abusin’ it (haha)
, i feel like a stallion, horseshoes on my ass (woo)
it’s been two years, why you still speakin’ on me? ho, i know you mad (haha)
he never had no country b-tch, he say he wanna try him one (ayy)
he like the way i pr-nounce cuban, told that n-gga buy me one (on god, god)
[chorus: glorilla & megan thee stallion]
i’m thicker than my accent (my accent)
and n-ggas love that sh-t
pretend that he don’t understand me (huh)
so we can talk again (woo)
you don’t look as good as me (b-tch)
so, b-tch, don’t call me twin
thought he was a city boy
until he met a country b-tch (ayy)

[verse 3: megan thee stallion & glorilla]

put a scat pack in a b-tch back, bet she still couldn’t keep up with me (woah, woah, woah)
shoot my shot at you if i want you, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout your ho (uh)
to be honest, these n-ggas b-tches, i’m the realest n-gga that i know (ayy, on god)
if it’s smoke with my lil’ sis, then i’m at your door with it, right or wrong

ain’t no room up in this club, all my ass done took it up (woah)
they don’t know if it’s for the strippers or all ’em ones they threw for us (ah)

[chorus: megan thee stallion]
i’m thicker than my accent (accent, yeah)
and n-ggas love that sh-t (yeah, yeah)
pretendin’ he don’t understand me (huh?)
so we can talk again (talk again)
you don’t look as good as me (good as me)
so, b-tch, don’t call me twin (call me twin)
thought he was a city boy
until he met a country b-tch (yeah, ah)
i’m thicker than my accent (yeah, accent)
and n-ggas love that sh-t (yeah, yeah)
pretendin’ he don’t understand me (h-llo?)
so we can talk again (talk again)
you don’t look as good as me (good as me)
so, b-tch, don’t call me twin (call me twin)
thought he was a city boy
until he met a country b-tch (hey, ah)

- megan thee stallion

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