letra de no heart - megan thee stallion
[intro]
metro boomin want some more n-gga!
[verse]
i don’t stick to n-ggas, i get lit from n-ggas
make him dine, then i dash, i don’t tip for n-ggas
he gotta come off top like i’m holdin’ clippers
lemme bust it on your mouth, i can grow you whiskers
if he got a big d-ck, facetime me that
if i like what i see, i’ma handle that
drop a pin where ya hoe know where to find me at
pulled up actin’ wild with some hoodrats
sh-t’s about to get real, i’m from h-town trill
you’s a ugly b-tch, ew
and i’m hot without a deal
b-tch i’m screaming “who want it?”
please show me my opponent
hoes sick ’cause i’m on it
flow k!ller, hoes chokin’
ooh that -ss fat, turn around, she a bad b-tch
lay a n-gga down then i give it to him nasty
lookin’ for a savage
a big d-ck, made it rain
my name on that woody like my first name andy
okay, get that face on the first date
nose in my p-ssy like yay
makin’ it spray like a ak
f-ckin’ on beat like he drake
yeah, smellin’ like dolce gabbana
all of my panties designer
dressed up, i look like maddona
f-ckin’ with me is an honour
stallion made it drip drop on ya man tongue
get a lotta brain then i leave, let the bell rung
eyes so low like i’m stu, call me ching chong
p-ssy so good make a thug n-gga sing songs
everything i drop is a bad b-tch theme song
f-ck his brains out then i tell him put a beat on
pretty -ss b-tch n-ggas wanna put a ring on
took a b-tch spot like a motherf-ckin’ seat gone
yeah, look back while i throw it
hit the p-ssy like [?]
smack my -ss then choke it
lift it up, then hold it
go crazy when i’m on it
he love it, i’m knowin’
tryna hide that moanin
whose is it? i sold it
south side make you bounce with that real sh-t you want
h-llo, megan make you feel how them other b-tches won’t
he was lookin’ for some wet and he found that super soak
p-ssy keep a n-gga warm like a motherf-ckin’ coat
ay, yeah, ride on that d-ck like a frog
make it drop down on your b-lls
you need to give me a call
i’m tryna lock up your jaws
boy, i look good than a b-tch
and i stay schoolin’ your chick
how is you f-ckin’ and lit?
your baby daddy a trick
yeah, ay, and he bought all of this sh-t
the shoes, the bag, the nails, the hair
he makin’ it rain on my b-tch at the strip
my n-gga i saw with a thing on his hip
’cause n-ggas was plotting on catching me slip
don’t try to put me up next to your b-tch
i’m the new hype and i’m k!lling this sh-t, b-tch
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