“Broke His Heart” is the fifth song on Megan Thee Stallion’s new album, MEGAN, released on June 28, 2024. The lyrics were written by Megan Thee Stallion, and the music was produced by Tay Keith. In “Broke His Heart” Megan Thee Stallion highlights how her sexual abilities can dominate and mesmerize men. The song portrays a strong, assertive woman who knows what she wants and is unapologetic about her desires and actions. Overall, the theme of the song is bold, unapologetic celebration of se*ual freedom, female empowerment, and dominance in both romantic and se*ual relationships.
Broke His Heart by Megan Thee Stallion
(Tay Keith, Fuck These Niggas Up)
Real Hot Girl Shit, Ah
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm
Ah-huh, Huh, Huh
Ayy
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart,
Broke His Heart, Uh (Broke His Heart, Uh)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart,
Broke His Heart, Uh (Broke His Heart, Uh)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh (And His Heart, Uh)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh (Ayy)
This Pu*sy Got Grip (Yeah), Pu*sy Made Him Trick (Ah)
This Pu*sy Here Turn A Real Nigga To A B!tch (To A B!tch)
I’ma Buss It On His Face (Bah), Leave It On His Lips (Bah, Bah)
Pu*sy So Good, Take A Nigga Out The Mix (Ayy)
Pu*sy So Good, Took That Nigga From His B!tch (Took Him From His B!tch)
Pu*sy Fire, Made That Man Forget About His Kids (Forget About His Kids)
D!ck Me Down, Slut Me Out, Put It In My Ribs, Ayy (Put It In My Ribs)
Grab My Throat And Tie Up My Wrists (Ayy)
Freaked Out, Love A Man That Pull Up With A B!tch (Ah)
What I’m Doin’ On The ‘gram, I Can Do On The D!ck (On The D!ck)
Do A Split On It (Yeah), Suck And Spit On It
Eat It With Your Grill On Before I Sit On It (Ah)
Smack My A*s, Pull My Hair
Love To Be Handled, Not With Care
That’s My D!ck And I Don’t Share
Hope You B!tches All Aware (Hope You B!tches All Aware)
When I Suck It, I Ain’t Comin’ Up For Air
Hope You Could Handle All This Shape, ’cause
I Ain’t Fuckin’ With No Squares
I Like My Nigga To Be Rich With A Real Long D!ck
They Be Braggin’ ’bout The Stallion ’cause
They Know A B!tch Lit (’cause They Know A B!tch Lit)
Fuck The Short Talk, I Like My Nigga 6’6″
And I Ain’t Fu*kin’ With No Nigga That Can’t Keep His Lips Zipped (Ayy)
Where The Ho*s At? (Yeah) Where The Baddies? (Where The Baddies?)
I’m Done Fuckin’ Rap Niggas, Where The Athletes? (Ah)
That Be Ballin’ On They B!tch Like They Ballin’ For The Knicks
Yeah, I Got My Own Crib, But I Be All Up In His Shit
My Pockets In Shape (Yup), Body In Shape (Baow)
Booty So Nice, B!tches Think My Shit Fake (B!tches Think My Shit Fake)
I Like Girls And I Like Niggas (Yeah), Both Of ’em Gettin’ Ate (Ah)
And When He Slip It In, That Pu*sy Feel Great (Ah)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart,
Broke His Heart, Uh (Broke His Heart, Uh)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart,
Broke His Heart, Uh (Broke His Heart, Uh)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh (And His Heart, Uh)
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh (Ayy)
This Pu*sy Got Grip (Yeah), Pu*sy Made Him Trick (Ah)
This Pu*sy Here Turn A Real Nigga To A B!tch (To A B!tch)
Buss It On His Face (Bah), Leave It On His Lips (Bah, Bah)
Pu*sy So Good, Take A Nigga Out The Mix (Ayy)
Pu*sy-Pu*sy So Good, Took That Nigga From His B!tch (Took Him From His B!tch)
Pu*sy Fire, Made That Man Forget About His Kids (Forget About His Kids)
D!ck Me Down, Slut Me Out, Put It In My Ribs, Ayy (Put It In My Ribs)
Grab My Throat And Tie Up My Wrists
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart, Broke His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart, Broke His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart, Broke His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Heart, Broke His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh
That Pu*sy Broke A Nigga Pockets And His Heart, Uh
