Girls In The Hood
Megan Thee Stallion Lyrics


Fuck bein' good, I'm a bad bitch (ah)
I'm sick of motherfuckers tryna tell me how to live (fuck y'all)
Wack hoes hate under my pictures on the 'Gram (ugh)
Bitch, you better hope I never run across your man, uh
In the mall with him, I'ma have a ball with him (woah)
Somebody call Rihanna, I'ma buy some drawers with him
He fuckin' with Thee Stallion 'cause he into wild women (he love wild women)
Put them legs on his head, now he love tall women (uh, yeah, ah)
You'll never catch me callin' these niggas daddy (nope)
I ain't lyin' 'bout my nut just to make a nigga happy (nigga, please)
Lifestyle when a nigga can't fit a Magnum
It never happened if the dick wasn't snappin' (ayy)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (on my outfit)
I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (ah, ah)
I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (on my outfit)
I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (ah, ah)

Any rumor 'bout me, let me dead it (let me dead it)
I'm a open book and your man probably read it (ah)
Look at my AP and these hoes still pathetic (mmm)
Real bitches back when I check my Patek, yeah (woah)
Yeah, he call my Patty Cake 'cause the way that ass shake (ass shake)
I'ma make him eat me out while I'm watchin' anime (anime)
Pussy like a Wild Fox, lookin' for a Sasuke (ayy, yeah)
One night with him make him lose it like a prom date (ah)
Two watches, yeah, call me two-timin' (two-timin')
Skin like gold and my teeth like diamonds (like diamonds)
Hot Girl chain, Elliot got me shinin' (yeah)
They tried to knock me off, but a bitch still grindin'

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (on my outfit)
I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (ah, ah)
I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (on my outfit)
I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (ah, ah)

I'm a rich nigga magnet (yeah), pretty with a fatty (with a fatty)
Thirty-inch weave with the long eyelashes (long eyelashes)
Yes, I got a man if I don't like who askin' (boy, bye)
I don't stand outside 'cause I'm too outstandin' (ah)
'Cause the girls in the hood are always hard
Ever since sixteen, I been havin' a job
Knowin' nothin' in life, but I gotta get rich
You could check the throwback pics, I been that bitch (ah)

I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (on my outfit)
I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (ah, ah)
I'm a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (on my outfit)
I don't text quick 'cause I ain't thirsty (I ain't thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (ah, ah)

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Andre Young, Eric Wright, Megan Pete, O'Shea Jackson, Ray Fraser, Scott Storch

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BRAUN

Cruisin' down the street in my '64
Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold-shootin' some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about makin' that GTA"

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit

Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump, p-pump, p-pump that
Pump that
Pump that bass
Motherfucker, say what?

Donald B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JD is on freebase
The boy JD was a friend of mine
'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce
The silly cluck head pulls out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded twelve-gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times front page

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit

Yo, Leroy
Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy
Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy
Yo, Leroy
Yo, Leroy
Beer drink
Beer drink
B-B-Beer drink
Beer drink
Beer drink
Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I went to a place where my homeboys chill
The fellows out there makin' that dollar
I pulled up in my '64 Impala
They greet me with a forty and I started drinkin'
And from the eight-ball my breath start stinkin'
Left to get my girl, to rock that body
Before I left I hit the Bacardi
Went to her house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said somethin' that made me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I him threw a right cross, cold-knocked him out

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit

Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"

I'm rollin' hard, now I'm under control
Done wrapped my '64 around a telephone pole
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother"
Throw it in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin' home and I see the G ride
Now Kat is drivin', Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
An undercover cop in a dark green Nova
Kat got beat for resistin' arrest
He socked a pig in the head for rippin' his Guess
Now G is caught for doin' the crime
Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit

L.A. playa
Big drum
Big drum
B-B-B-B-Big drum
Big drum
Big drum
Big drum beater

I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial, cold cut a fart
"Disruption of the court, " said the judge
On a six-year sentence, my man didn't budge
Bailiff came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out, "Fire!", then came Suzy
The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi
Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her
Both upstate for attempted murder

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit

Get, get, get, get
Get, get
Get, get, get, get, get
Get busy y'all, y-y-y-y'all
Aw
You motherfucker



Alexa Hernandez

Cruising down the street in my 6-4
Jockin the freaks clocking the dough
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold shooting some hoops
A car pulls up who can it be
A fresh El Camino rolled, Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
It's all about making that GTA
Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't saying shit
Donald B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JB is on freebase
The boy JB was a friend of mine
Till I caught him in my car trying to steal my Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce
The silly cluck head pulled out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times first page
Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't saying shit
Bored as hell and I wanna get I'll
So I went to a place where my homeboys chill
The fellows out there, making that dollar
I pulled up in my 6-4 Impala
They greet me with a 40 and I started drinking
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinking
Love to get my girl, to rock that body
Before I left I hit the Bacardi
Went to her house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe says something stupid that made me mad
She said somethin that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
She started talkin shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross cold knocked him out
Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't saying shit
I'm rollin hard now I'm under control
Then wrapped my 6-4 round the telephone poll
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother
I throw it in the gutter and go buy another"
Walkin home I see the G ride
Now Kat is drivin Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
An undercover cop in a dark green Nova
Kat got beaten for resistin arrest
He socked the pig in the head for rippin his Guess
Now G is caught for doin the crime
Fourth offence on the boy, he'll do some time
Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't saying shit
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellaz start to riot in the county jail
Two days later in municiple court
Kilo G on trial cold cut a fart
Disruption of a court, said the judge
On a six-year sentence my man didn't budge
Bailiff came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out "FIRE! " then came Suzy
The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi
Police shot the bitch but didn't hurt her
Both up state for attempted murder
Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't saying shit

Eazy e.



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longstrangetrip

It’s hard not to love Megan, she radiates confidence and an igaf type of vibe while being super cute/goofy. A true Aquarius queen 👑

dalocc pancho

@Betty Cat this is literally a copy of Boyz in the hood

lady k

Cool

J

@Sade” You don't always have to like everyone and it doesn't make anyone a hater just bcuz they don't. If someone isn't a fan that's fine, and you made it seem like women have to be a fan or they're goofy, and it's expected that men don't which indicates they have obvious reason not to. Some ppl simply don't like her music and it's ok, you can't help what you like or don't. Some ppl hate which doesn't matter.

Jacci S

Aquarius Gang♒

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I’M HIGHER THAN A GIRAFFE’S ASS IN A HELICOPTER

1:05 giving me chills every time

Noahh

@Jade Lees 💀

Jade Lees

I also get chills as well listening to this song too your ✅

Surpy

@Tray Does History and Stuff the nwa sing js better

Noahh

@Tray Does History and Stuff cap

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