Chords for Megan Thee Stallion - Megan's Piano [Official Audio]
Tempo:
126.9 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
D
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[N]
I don't remember.
Don't even think that you did.
[D]
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
[N] Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Sorry, hoes hate me cause I'm the it girl.
I ain't never asked to be the shit girl.
Don't call me sis cause I'm not your sister.
You really need to come and get your mister.
Seen all my opps linked up in the picture.
Everybody look busted, injured.
Stalking my past bitch probably want a scissor.
I'll lend a mouth like I kiss her.
I'll be working.
I'll make booze in silence.
Hoes might never like me and I'm fine with it.
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Bad bitches running my back.
Gang shit.
Call the F-Franc spot a bitch on some lame shit.
Broke niggas all in my way.
Clear em.
Chains ain't making no noise.
They ain't big enough.
Wildin' on the boat on the island.
When I throw it back, bet I make em throw the collin'.
He got a nigga, but I don't need one.
He fuck up, I'ma have my fun.
See cuz, I can see the bitch in my purse.
Which one of y'all wanna go first?
Spicy.
Ain't a bitch y'all built like me.
I brush shit.
Polly high.
Gotta do a Nike.
Beefing.
You just mad we ain't speaking.
And I'm the one that put the roof where you sleep in.
Phony.
I don't need no new homies.
I'm the reason all of my opps ain't homeless.
[Dm] [N]
[N]
I don't remember.
Don't even think that you did.
[D]
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
[N] Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Sorry, hoes hate me cause I'm the it girl.
I ain't never asked to be the shit girl.
Don't call me sis cause I'm not your sister.
You really need to come and get your mister.
Seen all my opps linked up in the picture.
Everybody look busted, injured.
Stalking my past bitch probably want a scissor.
I'll lend a mouth like I kiss her.
I'll be working.
I'll make booze in silence.
Hoes might never like me and I'm fine with it.
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Bad bitches running my back.
Gang shit.
Call the F-Franc spot a bitch on some lame shit.
Broke niggas all in my way.
Clear em.
Chains ain't making no noise.
They ain't big enough.
Wildin' on the boat on the island.
When I throw it back, bet I make em throw the collin'.
He got a nigga, but I don't need one.
He fuck up, I'ma have my fun.
See cuz, I can see the bitch in my purse.
Which one of y'all wanna go first?
Spicy.
Ain't a bitch y'all built like me.
I brush shit.
Polly high.
Gotta do a Nike.
Beefing.
You just mad we ain't speaking.
And I'm the one that put the roof where you sleep in.
Phony.
I don't need no new homies.
I'm the reason all of my opps ain't homeless.
[Dm] [N]
Key:
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_ _ _ _ I don't remember.
Don't even think that you did.
[D]
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
[N] Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Sorry, hoes hate me cause I'm the it girl.
I ain't never asked to be the shit girl.
Don't call me sis cause I'm not your sister.
You really need to come and get your mister.
Seen all my opps linked up in the picture.
Everybody look busted, injured.
Stalking my past bitch probably want a scissor.
I'll lend a mouth like I kiss her.
I'll be working.
I'll make booze in silence.
Hoes might never like me and I'm fine with it.
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Bad bitches running my back.
Gang shit.
Call the F-Franc spot a bitch on some lame shit.
Broke niggas all in my way.
Clear em.
Chains ain't making no noise.
They ain't big enough.
Wildin' on the boat on the island.
When I throw it back, bet I make em throw the collin'.
He got a nigga, but I don't need one.
He fuck up, I'ma have my fun.
See cuz, I can see the bitch in my purse.
Which one of y'all wanna go first?
Spicy.
Ain't a bitch y'all built like me.
I brush shit.
Polly high.
Gotta do a Nike.
Beefing.
You just mad we ain't speaking.
And I'm the one that put the roof where you sleep in.
Phony.
I don't need no new homies.
I'm the reason all of my opps ain't homeless.
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_ _ _ _ I don't remember.
Don't even think that you did.
[D]
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
[N] Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Sorry, hoes hate me cause I'm the it girl.
I ain't never asked to be the shit girl.
Don't call me sis cause I'm not your sister.
You really need to come and get your mister.
Seen all my opps linked up in the picture.
Everybody look busted, injured.
Stalking my past bitch probably want a scissor.
I'll lend a mouth like I kiss her.
I'll be working.
I'll make booze in silence.
Hoes might never like me and I'm fine with it.
I'm a real nigga fantasy.
I'll drop dead for a broke nigga handle me.
Say, this bitch bitch energy.
Y'all little hoes still drinking that Hennessy.
Messy.
And I'm sick of y'all trying to.
Bitch, Garcia's banged up in the boshit.
Bad bitches running my back.
Gang shit.
Call the F-Franc spot a bitch on some lame shit.
Broke niggas all in my way.
Clear em.
Chains ain't making no noise.
They ain't big enough.
Wildin' on the boat on the island.
When I throw it back, bet I make em throw the collin'.
He got a nigga, but I don't need one.
He fuck up, I'ma have my fun.
See cuz, I can see the bitch in my purse.
Which one of y'all wanna go first?
Spicy.
Ain't a bitch y'all built like me.
I brush shit.
Polly high.
Gotta do a Nike.
Beefing.
You just mad we ain't speaking.
And I'm the one that put the roof where you sleep in.
Phony.
I don't need no new homies.
I'm the reason all of my opps ain't homeless.
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