调：E major
Verse 1
(And if the beat live, you know
Hands on my knees, shakin' ass,
Verse 2
on my thot shit
club with niggas wildin'?)
I've been lit since brunch, thot shit
let's pop shit
Missionary or doggystyle, I'ma
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
And 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,
Verse 3
on my thot shit
Hands on my knees,
Hands on my knees,
shakin' ass, on my thot shit
Hands on my knees,
Verse 4
Hoes said they wish a bitch
would, and I'm a genie
He got a girl, but he
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
in a blacked-out Wraith
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,
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,
Verse 5
on my thot shit
Hands on my knees,
shakin' ass, on my thot shit
Hands on my knees,
Verse 6
Drinkin' out the motherfuckin' bottle
on my thot shit
Everything I eat go
straight to my pockets
D
C
D
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
"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
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 (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
Hands on my knees, shakin' ass,
Verse 7
Hands on my knees,
ass, on my thot shit (thot shit)
你觉得这首歌曲怎么样？
调音器E A D G B E
和弦D C A Eb Am...
更多来自Megan Thee Stallion的歌曲
探索更多歌曲的和弦以进行演奏
全球流行和弦
所有用户中最常弹奏的和弦和谱子