Sorry Hoes Hate Me Cause Im The It Girl Lyrics


Sorry Hoes Hate Me Cause Im The It Girl Lyrics By Megan Thee Stallion. Sorry, hoes hate me ’cause I’m the it girl I ain’t never asked to be the sh^t, girl Don’t call me “sis”, ’cause I’m not your sister.

Sorry Hoes Hate Me Cause Im The It Girl Lyrics

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

Big-a^s chain ’round my neck so these ni^^as know I’m rich and I don’t need sh^t but the di^kBig-as^ stack in this purse so these ni^^as know I’m workin’, I’m holdin’ this Glock in my Birkinni^^as gotta hold that L tryna come for my pen, I’m really finna make another MNow, tell me how the f^^k I’m in the wrong if I don’t want the ni^^as and he still ain’t f^^kin’ with the b^^ch?

I be workin’, I make moves in silenceHoes might never like me and I’m fine with itNasty, I’m a real ni^^as fantasyI’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke ni^^as handle meD’USSÉ, this rich b^^ch energyY’all lil’ hoеs still drinkin’ that HennessyMessy, and I’m sick of y’all tryin’ itb^^ch got rеceipts, but ain’t never finna buy sh^t (Ah)

Sorry, hoes hate me ’cause I’m the it girlI ain’t never asked to be the sh^t, girlDon’t call me “sis”, ’cause I’m not your sisterYou really need to come and get your misterSeein’ all my opps linked up in a pictureEverybody look busted, injuredStalkin’ my page, b^^ch probably wanna scissorAll in her mouth like I kissed her

I be workin’, I make moves in silenceHoes might never like me and I’m fine with itNasty, I’m a real ni^^as fantasyI’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke ni^^as handle meD’USSÉ, this rich b^^ch energyY’all lil’ hoes still drinkin’ that HennessyMessy, and I’m sick of y’all tryin’ itb^^ch got receipts, but ain’t never finna buy sh^t

Bad b^^chesrun in my pack, gang sh^tCartier frames, spot a b^^ch on some lame sh^tBroke ni^^as all in my way, clear ’emChains ain’t makin’ no noise? They ain’t big enoughWildin’, on a boat on an islandWhen I throw it back, bet I make him throw the towel inI got a ni^^as , but I don’t need oneHe f^^k up, I’ma have my funTeacup, I can fit a b^^ch in my purseWhich one of y’all wanna go first?Spicy, ain’t a b^^ch out built like meI run sh^t, probably how I got a deal with NikeBeefin’? 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 homiesI’m the reason all of my opps ain’t homeless (Ah)

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