Thot Shit Lyrics – Megan Thee Stallion

Presenting Thot Shit Lyrics, A Song By American Rapper Megan Thee Stallion. This Was The First Solo Release Of Megan Thee Stallion From The Album Something For Thee Hotties.

Song	Thot Shit Song
Produced By	LilJuMadeDaBeat, OG Parker
Songwriter	Megan Pete, JulianMason, Joshua Parker
Album	Something For Thee Hotties
Genre	Dirty Rap,
Release Date	June 11, 2021
Label	1501 Certified, 300

Thot Shit Song was nominated for many awards, and this song also won many prestigious awards. Out of which there are UK Music Video Awards in 2021 and Webby Awards in 2022.

Thot Shit Lyrics

(OG Parker)
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)

Hands on my knees, shakin’ as, on my thot shit Post me a pic,

finna make me a profit When the liquor hit, then a bith get toxic
(Why the fuk you in the club when nigas 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
Pusy-as nigas hatin’ on me from the closet,

ah Hoes tryna call me a snake, shit, I guess I can relate ‘

Cause a bith 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 but-naked And I stop at every mirror

just to stare at my own posterior

I don’t give a fuk who talk behind my back
‘Cause the bit*h knew better than to let me hear her (Ah)

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

shakin’ ass, on my thot shit (Thot shit) Hands on my knees,

shakin’ as, on my thot shit
Hands on my knees, ha-hands on my knees
Hands on my knees, shakin’ as,

on my thot shit Hands on my knees,

shakin’ as, on my thot shit (Thot shit)
Hands on my knees, shakin’ as*, on my thot shit
Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

Hoes said they wish a bith would,

and I’m a genie Bith so hot, gotta stay in bikinis
He got a girl, but he keep beggin’ to see me
I love it when a niga 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 fuk ’bout a blog tryna bash me
I’m the shit per the Recording Academy (Ah)

Hands on my knees, shakin’ as*,

on my thot shit Hands on my knees,

shakin’ as, on my thot shit (Thot shit)
Hands on my knees, shakin’

as, on my thot shit Hands on my knees,

ha-hands on my knees Hands on my knees,

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

shakin’ as, on my thot shit (Thot shit)
Hands on my knees, shakin’ as*, on my thot shit
Hands on my knees, hands on my knees

Drinkin’ out the motherfukin’ 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 Fukin’ on a niga, 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 bith 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
Bith dry hatin’, tryna get noticed Man,

ain’t nobody come to see you, Otis,

look How many bithes 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 bith or a niga (Huh)
Big bank take lil’ bank, bith, 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 bith ain’t hurtin’
Look, I ain’t even finna argue with a bith 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 niga ain’t spendin’
He could never say that I was one of his women
I don’t even let nig*as know where I stay
I’ll be damned if he thinkin’ he poppin’ up on this pimpin’ (Ah)

Hands on my knees, shakin’ as*,

on my thot shit Hands on my knees,

shakin’ as*, 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’ as*, on my thot shit
Hands on my knees, shakin’ as*,

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)

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