Circles Lyrics – Megan Thee Stallion
Yeah
Hey
Real hot girl ***
Ah
(*** that ***)
Hey, hey
Baow, baow
Look, why you wanna do the bad *** wrong? (Huh?)
‘Bout to make this every bad *** song (Ayy)
Don’t you hate when you hold a *** down
Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? (Ayy)
Look (Hey), I ain’t in my feelings with it (In my feelings)
Turn around, poke it out, ***, get it, get it (Get it, get it)
Turn up on ’em, make ’em *** the noise
We ain’t goin’ back and forth with the lil’ boys
Shh, cut the noise
I ain’t goin’ back and forth with these lil’ boys (Lil’ boys)
I’m a February baby, I’m a big flirt (Big flirt)
I gotta give a *** space when his feelings hurt (Hey, hey)
Ayy, look, cut the ***
I ain’t goin’ back and forth with a broke *** (Broke ***)
Jawbreaker, I ain’t ***’ with the sucker *** (Yeah)
If I cut her off, then I mean it and it’s *** a ***
The more I ignore you, the more you adore me (Yeah)
Crazy-ass niggas need to come with a warnin’ (Come with a warnin’)
Is he crazy ’bout me or he just crazy? You been trippin’ lately (Yeah, yeah)
*** too attached, got him actin’ like a titty baby (Yeah)
Bullet wounds, backstabs, mama died, still sad
At war with myself, in my head, ***, it’s Baghdad (Yeah)
New *** tryna come around and play clean (Hmm)
And my clothes fit tight, but my heart need a seamstress (Ah)
Look, why you wanna do the bad *** wrong? (What?)
‘Bout to make this every bad *** song (Ayy)
Don’t you hate when you hold a *** down
Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? (Ayy)
Look, I ain’t in my feelings with it (In my feelings)
Turn around, poke it out, ***, get it, get it (Get it, get it)
Turn up on ’em, make ’em *** the noise
We ain’t goin’ back and forth with the lil’ boys
One, never let a *** see you sweat (Never)
Two, never let these niggas come between a check (Yeah)
Three, never let a *** turn you ‘gainst me (Hey)
‘Cause the *** come and go, but I’m ridin’ past E (Ayy)
Keep that *** player, I don’t like gettin’ personal
Treat ’em like job, when I get ’em, I’m workin’ ’em (Workin’)
Niggas love usin’ Instagram like a journal (Yeah)
Just like my ass, niggas talkin’ in a circle (Baow-baow-baow)
Why niggas love to talk down? I don’t know (I don’t know)
Like I ain’t keepin’ all the facts in my phone
Like I ain’t got the pictures of you beggin’ for forgiveness (Yeah)
I ain’t gotta do the most, I know what the real is (I know what the real is)
Ain’t the jealous type, please don’t believe the hype (Please)
You can’t make me mad with some *** that I’ma like (That I’ma like)
Don’t mean to be intrusive, but you thinkin’ you exclusive
When a party ain’t a party if my *** ain’t included (Ah, ah)
Look, why you wanna do the bad *** wrong? (What?)
‘Bout to make this every bad *** song (Ayy)
Don’t you hate when you hold a *** down
Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? (Ayy)
Look, I ain’t in my feelings with it (In my feelings)
Turn around, poke it out, ***, get it, get it (Get it, get it)
Turn up on ’em, make ’em *** the noise
We ain’t goin’ back and forth with the lil’ boys
Why you wanna do the bad *** wrong?
‘Bout to make this every bad *** song, ayy
Don’t you hate when you hold a *** down
Then he switch up on you, turn out to be a clown? Ayy
Look, I ain’t in my feelings with it
Turn around, poke it out, ***, get it, get it
Turn up on ’em, make ’em *** the noise
We ain’t goin’ back and forth with the lil’ boys
We ain’t goin’ back and forth with the lil’ boys