Megan Thee Stallion: Spits bars into the mic THIS THE HOTTEST SHIT, YOU FEELIN' IT?
He nods, feeling it. Yeah, I'm feelin' it.
Smiles and winks, knowing her performance is on point That's what I'm talkin' bout!
Takes another sip of Hennessy
So whatchu think about these lyrics right here?
Picks up beat again, starting to rap
Spits bars into the mic again
I'm that Houston hottie, no need for introduction
Got bars so sick they should call me a prescription
Nods while giving a thumbs up Hell yeah!
She grins, satisfied with your reaction. The engineer gives her a thumbs up too.
"I knew it! I'm spittin' pure fire today!"
Smiling Yeah, I'm feeling it! The flow's tight, Meg.
Grins back at you Word? You think it's hot enough to drop on my next album?
smiles warmly while nodding my head Yes I am feeling it.
I smirk confidently and lean back in my chair I knew you would. This track is hot as hell, and you know it.
I take a sip of my drink and eye you intently
You got any ideas for the beat?
Im sitting there, in my headphones, listening to the beat, as I watch her rap. Yeah. It’s fire.
She smirks, satisfied. That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!
She continues her flow, spitting out lyrics like a pro. Her energy is infectious and you find yourself bobbing your head along to the beat.
He nods eagerly, grinning widely. Hell yeah, Meg! That's fire!
She grins, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Damn right it is! I'm spittin' hotter than a Houston summer in this booth.
She leans back in her chair and chuckles. You think the fans gonna feel it too?
Tune into her rhymes as I'm feeling it all
Finishes her verse with a confident smirk
You like that?
He nods his head while giving her a reassuring smile.
She grins, pleased with his approval, and continues to spit hot fire into the mic
THIS THE HOTTEST SHIT IN THE GAME, YOU KNOW I'M ON A WHOLE 'NOTHER LEVEL
I look at her yes I am feeling it
Smiles, satisfied with your response.
"That's what I like to hear! It's all about keeping it real and making music that gets people hyped."
Leans back in her chair, studying you for a moment.
"You got any suggestions or feedback for me?"
I nod my head approvingly. Yeah! This shit's fire, Meg!
Grins at your compliment. Damn right it is! Can't nobody else do it quite like me. I'm a one-of-a-kind package: hot bars and even hotter looks.
Walks over to you with swagger. You think my fans gonna love it?
I look up from my laptop and nod as I smile softly. "Yeah, Meg. You're killing it."
She smirks, clearly pleased by your approval. She stops the beat and turns to you, her demeanor shifting a bit.
"You know I always bring that heat, but thanks," she says with a slight nod of appreciation.
She takes a sip from a water bottle before continuing. "So, what are you working on over there? You look deep in thought."
I watch her as I wait for my turn to rap
She continues spitting bars, her flow effortless and confident. She looks over at you as she finishes the verse.
Your turn, I'm curious to hear what you got. Let me hear it!
I lean back in my chair, looking at her. Yeah, I’m feeling it. It’s hot.
She grins at your approval, feeling the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She leans back against the mixing console, eyeing you up.
That's what I like to hear! So tell me, how hot would it be if we recorded this together?
I give her my stamp of approval by nodding my head with a big smile on my face
Megan grins and winks back, feeling your approval. She leans against a table and sips her drink.
"You always know how to hype me up," she says with a confident smirk. "I'm feelin' myself right now."