Bigger In Texas - Megan Thee Stallion, ukulele chords

Published: 2024-11-04 15:52
Selection chords: Sarah Harris

Chorus:
Dm                       Em                 Am
Ayy, Iʼm at the top of my game, Iʼm who they hate
Am
This shit come with the fame, thatʼs how I knew that I made it
Dm                                               Em
I woke up lookinʼ this good, Iʼm in my prime, these niggas gotta get played
Am
If these bitches ainʼt mad, I need to Go harder, I canʼt let ʼem think we the same

Verse:
Dm                                                      Em
Ass sittinʼ up like a horseʼs, pretty like a portrait, mouth full of diamonds and porcelain
  Am
Bitch, I know Iʼm gorgeous, lilʼ bitty waist, big titties, I donʼt need no corset
Dm                                                     Em
Rich off these endorsements, yʼall hoes lazy, always worried ʼbout a boyfriend
  Am
Pockets gettinʼ thickеr and thicker, Iʼm tastinʼ the money, it look likе I ate a few hundreds
Dm                                                     Em
I just hopped on a ...., Iʼm gettinʼ head while Iʼm playinʼ my Switch, hmm
  Am
This nigga found out about that nigga, I donʼt give a fuck ʼcause Iʼm a pimp, hmm
Dm                                                     Em
Bitch, I look good in my throwbacks, look good chubby, I look good slim, hmm
  Am
Ignorinʼ the haters that speak on my body, this pussy ainʼt for none of them
Dm                                                     Em
Ayy, pullinʼ hoes scalp back like a scrunchie, tuned in, you subscribe to me monthly
  Am
A bum bitch canʼt get in my company, surrounded by stars like Iʼm reppinʼ my country
Dm                                                     Em
Projection, whole lotta projectinʼ, you Do the shit that you put on the next bitch
  Am
Bet against me, fuck up your parlay, these niggas know Iʼm the biggest investment

Chorus:
Hmm, ayy, Iʼm at the top of my game, Iʼm who they hate
This shit come with the fame, thatʼs how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookinʼ this good, Iʼm in my prime, these niggas gotta get played
If these bitches ainʼt mad, I need to Go harder, I canʼt let ʼem think we the same, hmm

Verse:
Everything bigger in Texas, no injections, we at the pole, no elections
Bitch, donʼt come around me tryna pass out drugs, ho, I ainʼt poppinʼ no Teslas
I donʼt wanna take no pictures, I donʼt get along with these airhead bitches, hmm
I donʼt even know this ho, the bitch keep begginʼ me for attention, hmm
This pimp shit ainʼt nothinʼ new to me, I knew he was for the community
These hoes love to stick around and get they heart broke, Iʼma bounce on a nigga like booty cheeks
Slide down on the dick like new sheets
Talk him through it, let him know what to Do to me
Yʼall hoes treat a nigga like a death row meal, I treat niggas like charcuterie (Ah)
Self-made, asexual, and Iʼm always on point like a decimal
Irritatinʼ these bitches like eczema, I can hang anywhere like a testicle
So much winninʼ, they thinkinʼ itʼs rigged, never thought I would Do it this big
Iʼm the youngest bitch owninʼ her masters, bitches old as fuck, stuck in a deal, hmm

Chorus:
Ayy, Iʼm at the top of my game, Iʼm who they hate
This shit come with the fame, thatʼs how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookinʼ this good, Iʼm in my prime, these niggas gotta get played
If these bitches ainʼt mad, I need to Go harder, I canʼt let ʼem think we the same

Outro:
I donʼt wanna be your bestie, these hoes messy, always worried ʼbout the next bitch
Always itchinʼ for a motherfuckinʼ problem, bitch, ho, please, Go get tested
Always begginʼ me to crash out with these losers, shut up, enjoy this music
Yʼall gonʼ learn I move on my time and not for none of yʼall amusement, hmm