Roc Steady Songtext
von Megan Thee Stallion
Roc Steady Songtext
Hmm, only bitch I′m in a competition with is me (me)
Hoes takin' shots so I came out with a drink (ah)
Sixteenth letter of the alphabet, that′s me (P)
On a light day, still killin' bitches in my jeans (baow)
Rock (yeah), rock steady
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it′s heavy (′cause it's heavy)
Wanna know who I′m fuckin' just so they can run and tell it
I should pimp rap bitches, all that ass they be sellin′
They love to talk numbers 'cause they can′t talk talent ('cause they can't talk talent)
Couldn′t beat me with a brush and a palette (with a brush and a palette)
You ain′t outdressin' me on the top of a salad (nope)
In my own lane but I′m still stoppin' traffic (skrrt)
I ain′t really trippin' on a nigga if I had it (haha)
Keep a darkskin, white teeth, neck tatted (hey)
Say he want a future, tell that hoe to buy a Patek
I′m a real P bitch, ride it good, now he a addict (now he a addict)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man 'cause I′m petty (hoe)
I be killin′ hoes like Freddy
Real fine bitch, I ain't gotta edit out the Getty (what?)
Su-subbin′ on the net, hatin' hoes be pathetic (duh)
Got so many kids, sick of bitches, get a medic (ew)
Throwin′ blue hundreds in the club, democratic (money)
I be shakin' ass so he lovin′ my aesthetic (ah)
Rock (yeah), rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy (′cause it′s heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I'm petty (hoe)
Rock (yeah), rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back ′cause it's heavy (′cause it's heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I′m petty (hoe)
Make it flip, make it drip, make it bounce, make it grip, ayy (yeah)
Off one flow I can make a M (I can make a M)
Hoes tryna get picked, I'm just tryna get dick (tryna get dick)
Like Mario Kart, these niggas get switched (woo-be-doo)
Make it jump, make it slap, make it whip, show the tip, ayy (show the tip)
I ain′t waitin' for a nigga, I ain′t Tems (no)
Hoes tryna get picked, I'm just tryna get dick (damn)
He can see it through my jeans ′cause a bitch real thick (hey)
Rock, rock steady (yeah, rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy (′cause it′s heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I'm petty (hoe)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back ′cause it's heavy (′cause it's heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I′m petty (hoe)
Rock, hmm, rock steady, hmm
He can tell who I am from the back 'cause it′s heavy-evy (baow)
Rock, rock steady, hmm
I'ma fuck your man ′cause I'm petty-etty-etty-etty, ah (haha)
And I′m still runnin' through the mall with your daddy-addy-addy-addy, ah (haha)
Hoes takin' shots so I came out with a drink (ah)
Sixteenth letter of the alphabet, that′s me (P)
On a light day, still killin' bitches in my jeans (baow)
Rock (yeah), rock steady
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it′s heavy (′cause it's heavy)
Wanna know who I′m fuckin' just so they can run and tell it
I should pimp rap bitches, all that ass they be sellin′
They love to talk numbers 'cause they can′t talk talent ('cause they can't talk talent)
Couldn′t beat me with a brush and a palette (with a brush and a palette)
You ain′t outdressin' me on the top of a salad (nope)
In my own lane but I′m still stoppin' traffic (skrrt)
I ain′t really trippin' on a nigga if I had it (haha)
Keep a darkskin, white teeth, neck tatted (hey)
Say he want a future, tell that hoe to buy a Patek
I′m a real P bitch, ride it good, now he a addict (now he a addict)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man 'cause I′m petty (hoe)
I be killin′ hoes like Freddy
Real fine bitch, I ain't gotta edit out the Getty (what?)
Su-subbin′ on the net, hatin' hoes be pathetic (duh)
Got so many kids, sick of bitches, get a medic (ew)
Throwin′ blue hundreds in the club, democratic (money)
I be shakin' ass so he lovin′ my aesthetic (ah)
Rock (yeah), rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy (′cause it′s heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I'm petty (hoe)
Rock (yeah), rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back ′cause it's heavy (′cause it's heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I′m petty (hoe)
Make it flip, make it drip, make it bounce, make it grip, ayy (yeah)
Off one flow I can make a M (I can make a M)
Hoes tryna get picked, I'm just tryna get dick (tryna get dick)
Like Mario Kart, these niggas get switched (woo-be-doo)
Make it jump, make it slap, make it whip, show the tip, ayy (show the tip)
I ain′t waitin' for a nigga, I ain′t Tems (no)
Hoes tryna get picked, I'm just tryna get dick (damn)
He can see it through my jeans ′cause a bitch real thick (hey)
Rock, rock steady (yeah, rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back 'cause it's heavy (′cause it′s heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I'm petty (hoe)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, you can tell who I am from the back ′cause it's heavy (′cause it's heavy)
Rock, rock steady (rock steady)
Hmm, I'm the wrong hoe to try, fuck your man ′cause I′m petty (hoe)
Rock, hmm, rock steady, hmm
He can tell who I am from the back 'cause it′s heavy-evy (baow)
Rock, rock steady, hmm
I'ma fuck your man ′cause I'm petty-etty-etty-etty, ah (haha)
And I′m still runnin' through the mall with your daddy-addy-addy-addy, ah (haha)
Writer(s): Julian Mason, Tamia Monique Carter Sr., J. Smith, Mario, M Pete, C. Harris, C. Love, L. Jefferson, G. Hamler, Z. Wallace Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com