Megan Thee Stallion – Megan’s Piano (Audio, Lyrics)

Megan Thee Stallion’s “Megan’s Piano” is different, and feels it too. The piece of magic was produced by Megan Thee Stallion & LilJuMadeDaBeat. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Megan Thee Stallion Megan’s Piano

In the past few years, Megan Thee Stallion went from being one of the most promising female rappers to emerge to a bonafide pop star. Unfortunately, it was evident in her rise to fame that attaining #1 records would, in a way, compromise her penmanship. Last year, she released Good News, her formal debut album. It was filled with rap bangers, slow jams, and pop-centric tunes, though fans have been demanding the return of Tina Snow.

Clearly, Megan wanted to please the fans and the outcome was the release of Friday’s Something For Thee Hotties. “Megan’s Piano” has a run-time of less than two minutes but Meg flexes her lyrical muscle and packs a punch within that time.

Megan Thee Stallion – Megan’s Piano (prod. Megan Thee Stallion & LilJuMadeDaBeat)

Lyrics

[Intro]
And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it

[Verse 1]
Big-ass chain ’round my neck so these niggas know I’m rich and I don’t need shit but the dick
Big-ass stack in this purse so these niggas know I’m workin’, I’m holdin’ this Glock in my Birkin
Niggas gotta hold that L tryna come for my pen, I’m really finna make another M
Now, tell me how the fuck I’m in the wrong if I don’t want the nigga and he still ain’t fuckin’ with the bitch?

[Chorus]
I be workin’, I make moves in silence
Hoes might never like me and I’m fine with it
Nasty, I’m a real nigga fantasy
I’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke nigga handle me
D’USSÉ, this rich bitch energy
Y’all lil’ hoes still drinkin’ that Hennessy
Messy, and I’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
Bitch got receipts, but ain’t never finna buy shit (Ah)

[Verse 2]
Sorry, hoes hate me ’cause I’m the it girl
I ain’t never asked to be the shit, girl
Don’t call me “sis”, ’cause I’m not your sister
You really need to come and get your mister
Seein’ all my opps linked up in a picture
Everybody look busted, injured
Stalkin’ my page, bitch probably wanna scissor
All in her mouth like I kissed her

[Chorus]
I be workin’, I make moves in silence
Hoes might never like me and I’m fine with it
Nasty, I’m a real nigga fantasy
I’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke nigga handle me
D’USSÉ, this rich bitch energy
Y’all lil’ hoes still drinkin’ that Hennessy
Messy, and I’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
Bitch got receipts, but ain’t never finna buy shit

[Verse 3]
Bad bitches run in my pack, gang shit
Cartier frames spot a bitch on some lame shit
Broke niggas all in my way, clear ’em
Chains ain’t makin’ no noise? They ain’t big enough
Wildin’, on a boat on an island
When I throw it back, bet I make him throw the towel in
I got a nigga, but I don’t need one
He fuck up, I’ma have my fun
Teacup, I can fit a bitch in my purse
Which one of y’all wanna go first?
Spicy, ain’t a bitch out built like me
I run shit, probably how I got a deal with Nike
Beefin’? You just mad we ain’t speakin’
And I’m the one that put the roof where you sleepin’
Phoney, I don’t need no new homies
I’m the reason all my opps ain’t homeless (Ah)