Accent lyrics

[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion & GloRilla]
Yeah, keep tellin' yourself I ain't the sh*t, b*tch, maybe one day you'll believe it
Hm (GloRilla)
Real hot girl sh*t (Ah, ayy)

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion]
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent)
And n*ggas love that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, b*tch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country b*tch (Ah)

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
Put n*gga in his feelings (Ooh), I wake up p*ssin' off b*tches (Ah)
They all be talkin' to the wall (Yeah), I make 'em question they existence (Yеah, huh)
If gettin' money was a sport, I'm showin' out at the Olympics (Okay, okay, okay)
Nеxt n*gga I make famous, I'm collectin' my comission (Comission)
b*tch, I'm thicker than your bifocals (Ah, ah, ah), all my denim be double-knitted
Boy, I'm thicker than your bloodline, thicker than a Popeye's biscuit (Ah)
Waist slim, ass fat, the ratio is so scientific (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You would think that through think and thin was a phrase that I invented (Hm)
On they neck like a Dallas shag, talk sh*t like I'm Pimp Chad (Hm)
Since Chanel went up on the price, I know hoes ain't got this bag (I know hoes ain't got this bag)
They di*k ride, then they start dissin', I ain't f*ckin' with the ass-kissin' (No)
What the f*ck these hoes talkin' 'bout? (Uh) Lookin' for me? I was never missin' (Ah)
[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion & GloRilla]
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent)
And n*ggas love that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, b*tch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country b*tch (Yeah, ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (Yeah, accent)
And n*ggas love that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Hello?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, b*tch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy (GloRilla, woo)
Until he met a country b*tch (Ah)

[Verse 2: GloRilla]
Whatever I do be cool, n*ggas love a Memphis b*tch (On God)
Anything I do gon' turn him on, I do some selfish sh*t (Facts)
You gon' let that n*gga do whatever 'cause you a simple b*tch (Ho)
I do what these n*ggas do, I don't tolerate no hypocrites (The f*ck?)
I'ma throw an R in anywhere that got a U in it (Hey)
Why you keep on rappin' 'bout that switch when you ain't usin' it? (Nah, I'm sayin')
My n*gga caught me cheatin', I told him, "Bae, I was just usin' you" (For real)
He told me hit his line whenever I need him, so I'm abusin' it (Haha)
True Religion, I feel like a stallion, horseshoes on my ass (Woo)
It's been two years, why you still speakin' on me? Ho, I know you mad (Haha)
He never had no country b*tch, he say he wanna try him one (Ayy)
He like the way I pronounce Cuban, told that n*gga buy me one (On God, God)
[Chorus: GloRilla & Megan Thee Stallion]
I'm thicker than my accent (My accent)
And n*ggas love that sh*t
Pretend that he don't understand me (Huh)
So we can talk again (Woo)
You don't look as good as me (b*tch)
So, b*tch, don't call me twin
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country b*tch (Ayy)

[Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion & GloRilla]
I'm the one hoes tryna be (Yup), Big Ben couldn't clock the tea (Ah)
Put a Scat Pack in a b*tch back (Ho), bet she still couldn't keep up with me (Woah, woah, woah)
Shoot my shot at you if I want you, I don't give a f*ck 'bout your ho (Uh)
To be honest, these n*ggas b*tches, I'm the realest n*gga that I know (Ayy, on God)
I just smoked with my lil' sis and I'm at your door with it (Ho), right or wrong (Ha)
From the M to the H with it (Yeah, yeah), they know what the f*ck goin' on (Go, go, go)
Ain't no room up in this club, all my ass done took it up (Woah)
They don't know if it's for the strippers or all 'em ones they threw for us (Ha)

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion]
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent, yeah)
And n*ggas love that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, b*tch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country b*tch (Yeah, ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (Yeah, accent)
And n*ggas love that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Hello?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, b*tch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country b*tch (Hey, ah)