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Sorry Hoes Hate Me Cause Im The It Girl Lyrics

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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^k
Big-as^ stack in this purse so these ni^^as know I’m workin’, I’m holdin’ this Glock in my Birkin
ni^^as gotta hold that L tryna come for my pen, I’m really finna make another M
Now, 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 silence
Hoes might never like me and I’m fine with it
Nasty, I’m a real ni^^as fantasy
I’ll drop dead ‘fore a broke ni^^as handle me
D’USSÉ, this rich b^^ch energy
Y’all lil’ hoеs still drinkin’ that Hennessy
Messy, and I’m sick of y’all tryin’ it
b^^ch got rеceipts, but ain’t never finna buy sh^t (Ah)

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
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, b^^ch probably wanna scissor
All in her mouth like I kissed her

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

Bad b^^chesrun in my pack, gang sh^t
Cartier frames, spot a b^^ch on some lame sh^t
Broke ni^^as 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 ni^^as , but I don’t need one
He f^^k up, I’ma have my fun
Teacup, I can fit a b^^ch in my purse
Which one of y’all wanna go first?
Spicy, ain’t a b^^ch out built like me
I run sh^t, 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 of my opps ain’t homeless (Ah)

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