City Girls

"Do It On The Tip"

[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion, JT & Yung Miami]
Real hot girl sh*t
(Do it on the d**k, do it on the d**k, do it, do it)
And the motherf**kin' City Girls
(Do it on the d**k, do it on the d**k, do it, do it)

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
I would never trip about any old d**k (Yeah)
If my heart broke, it's nothin' that my jeweler won't fix (That my jeweler won't fix)
Put some ice on my chest just to cool my sh*t (Brr)
And I keep me a fur, 'cause I'm a real cold b*t*h, ayy (Ah)
I'm a cold b*t*h, yes, I'm a cold piece
Lookin' for a Mr. Freeze to get froze like me (Like me)
Got a lot of cold stones, and I ain't talkin' ice cream (Ice cream)

Put my arm to the sun, bet I melt your wholе team
Okay, now can I take your order? I'ma sеrve 'em what they wanted (Yeah)
b*t*hes thinkin' they the sh*t when they really toilet water (When they really toilet water)
They don't go against me, they gon' go bar for bar? (Bar for bar?)
I'ma get 'em in the end like Simba did Scar (Ayy)
Oh, sh*t, I think I'm pregnant, but I don't see no belly (I don't see it)
These b*t*hes tryna come my way before they even ready (They premature)
They say I got the skills, they say I got the look (I got the look)
I got so many bars, they puttin' money on my books, hey (On my books)
Be mad at them n***as how you be mad at me (b*t*h)
He got you lookin' stupid, but you wanna argue with me (Huh?)
I got a couple of b*t*hes mad 'cause I don't f**k with them no more (I don't f**k with them no more)
But since you say you so unbothered, what you speaking on me for? (Shh)
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