Gimme Dat lyrics

by

Megan Thee Stallion


[Intro]
Girl, look at this sh*t
This girl really think her n*gga faithful, haha
Look at this sh*t he just sent me, look
b*tch, that's our n*gga

[Verse]
Look, oh that's your boyfriend? (sh*t)
Well he my head appointment (Okay)
I treat that face just like a horse and throw a saddle on it
Super shiny pus*y, look like it got diamonds on it (Yeah)
He spell his name in cursive letters like he signing on it
Waist on nothing but that booty on a hunnid
He got Mickey D, I love it when he keep throwin' them hundreds
Walk in with my ass out, sugar daddy passed out
Kissed him on the cheek in the mall then he cashed out (Mwah)
I ain't got the time to ask these b*tches what they mad 'bout
Prolly 'cause I'm sh*ttin' on them while they got they hands out
b*tch, it ain't my fault yo' daddy nutted and you came out
Really I'm just tryna get some brain like a ring
Go head, forehead, edge up between my legs (Yeah)
'Cause that's all I'm tryna see when I'm laying in the bed
He fell in love with my vernacular, I kiss that di*k like Dracula
His last girl was cool but she ain't doin' it like Thee Stallion
b*tch, I know you can't stand it (Stand it), how I just command it
Wanna take my style but you just can't grab it
b*tch, you can't keep up with me (Nope)
b*tch, you know you can't compete
b*tch, you know you better not ever bring yo' n*gga round to jeet
b*tch, I'm getting tutor, getting head up in a Uber
Ride his face just like a scooter, whatever I say he do it (Ahh)
b*tch, I'm gettin' tutor, getting head up in a Uber
Ride his face just like a scooter, whatever I say he do it, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah
Young Tina Snow b*tch
Keep ya n*gga on a leash, ahh
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