Southside Royalty Freestyle Lyrics – Megan Thee Stallion

Southside Royalty Freestyle Lyrics – Megan Thee Stallion ft. Sauce Walka, Big Pokey, Lil Keke is from the latest English Album Traumazine. Southside Royalty Freestyle song lyrics are written by Megan Thee Stallion, Sauce Walka, Chris Jasper, Dorie Lee Dorsey, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O’Kelly Isley, Robert Davis, Ronald Isley, Ronnie Spencer, Rudolph Isley, Albert Driver while the song is produced by Juicy J, Mr. Lee.

Southside Royalty Freestyle Song Details:

Southside Royalty Freestyle Lyrics

Real mother-Fuking h-Town sh!t (Sipping on a four) I’m from the southside, You know how we ride (Sip, Sipping on a four and i’m ja—, Ja—, Ja—) (What juicy say? he be like, “Shut the fuk up”)
(Jamming on the strip)

Aye! what’s up b!tch? it’s megan, And i’m from south park
And if it’s about some mother-Fu*king money we could talk
Aye! a lot of b!tches hate me, And these n!ggas too
But when you getting money
Hat’s what haters ‘posed to do, Aye!
B!tch, I’m out here shining
I’m really houston’s finest
I don’t know if he looking at the t!tt!es or these diamonds
(Yeah! Aah!)
These h0es can’t stand me (Aah!)
N!ggas want my panties
And i threw thе “H” up when i brought home all them grammys
Hunnid k on my watch, Yuh
Thick, Brown skin with thе long hair
Diamonds all on my g-String, But i’m still eating at tp’s
Used meet my tricks at pappadeaux, Hit the bar with all my hoes
Take me to the gallery and tell that n!gga to “Buy me those”, Aah!

Oh! wee
Trip creator, The inventor of the flavor
The “P” stand for “P!mping, It don’t stand for “Pushing paper”
The pain is now or later, But the car mercedes benz
Now a days at splashtown there’s maybachs on g10s
Fifteens and onion rings
Cars laced like shoestrings
It’s a dream to drop the top and come down luther king
We the reason why why all diamond grills and ice chain medallions
This the city with no doctor needed, You might make a stallion
New ferrari, It’s italian
And a rapper paid for it
Coming down to h-Town, Tricking off when he was bored
It’s ain’t sh!t i can’t afford
No deal, Rolls royce
Quarter million diamond in my face, Tears of joy

Looking like a legend when i slide up gently
They asking for the king, N!gga, Tell them blunt sent me
They waiting on the ‘lac and not the one that’s black
I’m in the ’76 hog crawling like a razorback
I caught your b!tch looking, The wait paint gushing
Shot the deuce and kept pushing on the double stitched cushion (Yeah!)
Special and spectacular
Slab riding ambassador
The cutlass out here running like a hellcat challenger
Martin luther master
Cullen street captain
Top peeled back, All white, Like a napkin (Yeah!)
Running like a stallion
Southside of town, Call me don key the great (Yeah!)
Yeah! mr. lee
Die with me, Ho

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