Jason Momoa
Chance the Rapper
[Starts with Jason Momoa announcing on SNL stage]
Jason Momoa: Once again, Chance the Rapper.
[Cheers and applause]
[Chance the Rapper is on stage]
[Music playing]
Chance the Rapper: SNL, make some noise.
[Cheers and applause]
Baby, I look good, I look handsome
Somebody gon’ take me for ransom
Everybody ’round me was dancin’
And nobody ’round me could have none
Baby, you look good, you look pretty
I know why you stopped — with me
It’s a lot of bomb in the city
But you know nobody could get (Huh)
It’s a hottie, it’s a body, we ain’t missin’ no meals
I ride shotty, she like five-some but six in them heels
I’m a Ducati, you gonna do 90 down 290, huh?
Know where you goin’, know where to find me, know where to find me, huh?
Big thumb, rotisserie
Big tongue make it slippery
I give you a sec’ I’ll let you shake it out
Now, let’s run it back, this time don’t make a sound
Make it walk
Climb up to the top and do a split and make it drop
You lookin’ naked, lookin’ pregnant, anything you make it pop
You out here bakin’, hot like Megan on my bacon when it pop
Baby, you look good, you look gorgeous
This right here your city, I’m a tourist
I know I’m a catch, I’m a swordfish
Got me on your hook, on your chorus
Baby, I look good, I look handsome
Somebody gon’ take me for ransom
Everybody ’round me was dancin’
And nobody ’round me could have none
Baby, you look good, you look pretty
I know why you stopped — with me
It’s a lot of bomb in the city
The one and only Megan Thee Stallion, baby!
We don’t know, known across the globe
from my player ways and my skimpy clothes
Houston hottie with a model body
I’m a bust it open like a centerfold
Bad bitch with a lot of options (yeah)
Half of me is really hard to top it (hey)
She don’t suck it sloppy, she don’t like to ride it
She don’t lick the balls, she ain’t really wifey, ah
All that talking shit, you know that excite me
And I know that mean you love me when you tell me you don’t like me
And I know you need some — when you argue and we fightin’
Don’t you put them in our business, if we beefin’ keep it private, huh
Baby, you look good, you look handsome
Rich — put that — for some ransom
Before I let you go, I had to have some
Rich chick so you know I got my bands up
Baby, I look good, I look handsome
Somebody gon’ take me for ransom
Everybody ’round me was dancin’
And nobody ’round me could have none
Baby, you look good, you look pretty
I know why you stopped — with me
It’s a lot of bomb in the city
But you know nobody could get
[Music stops]
[Cheers and applause]