Songtext zu Wanna Be
Real hot-girl shit
AceC, turn that heat up, nigga
On the gang, gang
On the gang, gang
Ah
He, he, he, he in love with Glo
Never got the cookie but got my name tatted (Ayy)
Killer where? Don't know who he killed
I heard that mane ratted (Damn)
Never full, when it's time to eat, I be his main platter
NYC, New York Fashion Week, Tommy Hill jacket (Huh)
Tell these hoes to stay dangerous
Cause nere one of thеy niggas safe (Nah)
My nigga say he faithful
I still got a few hoеs just in case (Got too)
I can't lie, I used to simp so hard, but them my old ways
It's three hunnid sixty five days in a year
Couldn't play with me on none of them days (Woo)
Fuckin' ass freaky nigga (Huh)
Don't even wear no condoms (Freaky ass)
Don't know how to treat a lady (The fuck?)
I oughta smack your momma (Bitch)
Pussy wet, good ass neck
So I talk how I wanna
Save a nigga, who bitch? Do I look like fuckin' Superwoman?
On the gang
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it
Ho, I don't get left, I'm a leaver (Real hot-girl shit)
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T (Ah)
Same hoes hatin' used to wanna be besties
You can get your wig turned like Effie (Like Effie)
I don't need an insurance 'cause a bitch can't wreck me (Baow, baow)
Ready, ooh, now, I'm comin' like Freddy
I'm mother and you know my trick is your daddy (Your daddy)
Clock that tea, bitch, catch it
You look like a discount me on Etsy
Ayy, I'm the female titan, I'm steppin' on bitches
I'm showin' my titties, I tore up the city
A P-I-M-P, I be hoein' these niggas
He run back to me 'cause you borin' a nigga (Borin' a nigga)
Fuck is a layover? I ain't waitin' (I ain't waitin')
I get the bag then I change destinations (Yeah)
These niggas be crazy, I don't blame 'em
I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change him
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
I don't wanna be saved, don't save me (Save me)
You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me (Claim me)
Hate a nigga tryna tell me what to do
You ain't my daddy, I'm not your baby (Not your baby)
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it
Ho, I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
Ah
Go Meg
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Ah)
Get 'em Glo (Ayy)
Get 'em Glo (Huh)
Get 'em Glo (Woo)
Get 'em Glo (Hey)
Get 'em Glo (Huh)
Get 'em Glo (Woo)
On the gang, gang
Fuck you mean? Y'all know the fuck goin' on
Huh, huh
On the gang, gang
On the gang, gang
Megan Thee Stallion & GloRilla - Wanna Be Songtext
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