Álbum Cuz I Love You de Lizzo - Canciones

Cuz I Love You

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  1. Cuz I Love YouVer letra 2:59

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    letra de Cuz I Love You

    I'm cryin', 'cause I love you

    (Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)



    Never been in love before

    What the fuck are fuckin' feelings yo?

    Once upon a time I was a hoe

    I don't even wanna hoe no more

    Got you somethin' from the liquor store

    Little bit of Lizzo and some Mo

    Tryin' to open up a little more

    Sorry if my heart a little slow



    I thought that I didn't care

    I thought I was love impaired

    But baby, baby

    I don't know what I'm gon' do

    I'm cryin', 'cause I love you

    Yes you

    (Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah)



    Got me standin' in the rain

    Gotta get my hair pressed again

    I would do it for you all my friend

    Ready baby? Will you be my man?

    Wanna put you on a plane

    Fly you out to wherever I am

    Kept you on the low, I was ashamed

    Now I'm crazy 'bout to tat your name



    I thought that I didn't care

    I thought I was love impaired

    But baby, oh baby

    I don't know what I'm gon' do

    I'm cryin', 'cause I love you

    Yeah, I'm cryin', hey!



    I thought that I didn't care

    I thought I was love impaired

    But baby, baby

    I don't know what I'm gon' do

    I'm cryin', 'cause I love you

    Oh, yes you



    I'm cryin', I'm cryin'

    I'm cryin'



    I'm cryin', 'cause I love you

  2. Like a GirlVer letra 3:04

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    letra de Like a Girl

    Uh (Go)



    Woke up feelin' like I just might run for president (Run for president)

    Even if there ain't no precedent (Nah)

    Switchin' up the messagin'

    I'm about to add a little estrogen (Huh, yeah)

    Buy my whip by myself (By myself)

    Pay my rent by myself (By myself)

    Only exes that I care about are in my fucking chromosomes

    I don't really need you, I'm Macaulay Culkin, "Home Alone"

    Bad bitch, diamonds in my collarbone (Yee, yee)

    Buy my whip by myself

    Pay my rent by myself



    Sugar, spice, and I'm nice, show me what you're made of

    Crazy, sexy, cool, baby, with or without makeup

    Got nothin' to prove (I got nothin' to prove)

    But I'ma show you how I do



    Find me up in Magic City, bustin' hundreds by the bands

    And I throw it (Like a girl)

    Go and throw it (Like a girl)

    Hangin' out the 750, feelin' bossy in my city

    'Cause I run it (Like a girl)

    Run it, run it (Like a girl)

    I work my femininity, I make these boys get on their knees

    Now watch me do it, watch me do it, look it, look it, I'ma do it

    Like a girl (Like a girl)

    Like a girl (Like a girl)



    Chaka Khan through the fire, light the kerosene (We can do it)

    Lauryn Hill told me everything is everything (We can do it)

    Serena Willy showed me I can win the Wimbledon (We can do it)

    Uh, put me on a pedestal, bet on me, bet I will



    Sugar, spice, and I'm nice, show me what you're made of

    Crazy, sexy, cool, baby, with or without makeup

    Got nothin' to prove (Got nothin' to prove)

    But I'ma show you how I do (I'ma show you how I do)



    Find me up in Magic City, bustin' hundreds by the bands

    And I throw it (Like a girl)

    Go and throw it (Like a girl)

    Hangin' out the 750, feelin' bossy in my city

    'Cause I run it (Like a girl)

    Run it, run it (Like a girl)

    I work my femininity, I make these boys get on their knees

    Now watch me do it, watch me do it, look it, look it, I'ma do it

    Like a girl (Like a girl)

    Like a girl (Like a girl)



    So if you fight like a girl, cry like a girl

    Do your thing, run the whole damn world

    If you feel like a girl, then you're real like a girl

    Do your thing, run the whole damn world

    If you fight like a girl, cry like a girl

    Do your thing, run the whole damn world

    If you feel like a girl, then you're real like a girl

    Do your thing, run the whole damn world



    Find me up in Magic City, bustin' hundreds by the bands

    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    And I throw it (Like a girl)

    Go and throw it (Like a girl)

    Hangin' out the 750 (Hangin' out the 750, baby)

    Feelin' bossy in my city

    'Cause I run it (Like a girl)

    (Yeah, I run it like a girl)

    Run it, run it (Like a girl)

    I work my femininity (Yeah, I work it, baby)

    I make these boys get on their knees (Get on your knees, yeah)

    Now watch me do it, watch me do it, look it, look it, I'ma do it

    (Watch me do it)

    Like a girl (Like a girl)

    Like a girl (Like a girl)

    (Oh, yeah)



    (Shit, fuck, I didn't know it was endin' right there)

  3. JuiceVer letra 3:15

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    letra de Juice

    Mirror, mirror on the wall

    Don't say it 'cause I know I'm cute (Ooh, baby)

    Louis down to my drawers

    LV all on my shoes (Ooh, baby)

    I be drippin' so much sauce

    Gotta been looking like RAGÚ (Ooh, baby)

    Lit up like a crystal ball

    That's cool, baby, so is you

    That's how I roll



    If I'm shinin', everybody gonna shine (Yeah, I'm gold)

    I was born like this, don't even gotta try (Now you know)

    I'm like chardonnay, get better over time (So you know)

    Heard you say I'm not the baddest, bitch, you lie (Haha)



    It ain't my fault that I'm out here gettin' loose

    Gotta blame it on the Goose

    Gotta blame it on my juice, baby

    It ain't my fault that I'm out here makin' news

    I'm the pudding in the proof

    Gotta blame it on my juice

    Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee

    Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice

    Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee

    Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice (Ooh, baby)



    No, I'm not a snack at all

    Look, baby, I'm the whole damn meal (Ooh, baby)

    David, you ain't bein' slick

    Don't dare try to cop a feel (Ooh, baby)

    The juice ain't worth the squeeze

    If the juice don't look like this (Like this, like this, like this)

    Hold up, nigga, please

    Don't make me have to take your bitch, shit (How I roll)



    If I'm shinin', everybody gonna shine (Yeah, I'm gold)

    I was born like this, don't even gotta try (Now you know)

    I'm like chardonnay (Okay), get better over time (So you know)

    Heard you say I'm not the baddest, bitch, you lie (You lie)



    It ain't my fault that I'm out here gettin' loose

    Gotta blame it on the Goose

    Gotta blame it on my juice, baby

    It ain't my fault that I'm out here makin' news

    I'm the pudding in the proof

    Gotta blame it on my juice

    Ya-ya-ee (Ya-ya-ee), ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee

    Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice

    Ya-ya-ee (Ya-ya-ee), ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee

    Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice (Alright)

    Ya-ya-ee



    Somebody come get this man

    I think he got lost in my DMs, what? My DMs, what?

    You better come get your man

    I think he wanna be way more than friends, what?

    More than friends

    What you want me to say?



    It ain't my fault that I'm out here gettin' loose

    Gotta blame it on the Goose

    Gotta blame it on my juice, baby

    It ain't my fault that I'm out here makin' news

    I'm the pudding in the proof (Puddin' in the proof)

    Gotta blame it on my juice (Blame it on my juice)

    Ya-ya-ee (Yay-ya), ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee

    Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice

    Ya-ya-ee (Ya-ya-ee), ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee

    Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice

    (Blame it on it, yeah)

  4. SoulmateVer letra 2:55

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    letra de Soulmate

    True story

    No glory, let's go



    Yeah, the old me used to love a Gemini

    Like a threesome fuckin' with him every night

    A lotta two-faced people show me both sides

    So I figured out I gotta be my own type

    They used to say, "To get a man, you gotta know how to look"

    They used to say, "To keep a man, you had to know how to cook"

    But I'm solo in Soho, sippin' Soju with Malibu

    It's a me, myself kinda attitude



    'Cause I'm my own soulmate

    I know how to love me

    I know that I'm always gonna hold me down

    Yeah, I'm my own soulmate

    No, I'm never lonely

    I know I'm a queen, but I don't need no crown



    Look up in a mirror like, "Damn, she the one"

    (One, one, one) The one

    (One, one, one like) Damn, she the one

    (One, one, one) The one

    Bad bitch in the mirror like, "Yeah, I'm in love"

    (Love, love, love) In love

    (Love, love, love) Like, "Yeah, I'm in love"

    (Love, love, love) In love

    Look up in the mirror like, "Yeah, she the one"



    And she never tell me to exercise

    We always get extra fries

    And you know the sex is fire

    And I gotta testify

    I get flowers every Sunday

    I'ma marry me one day



    True love ain't somethin' you can buy yourself

    True love finally happens when you by yourself

    So if you by yourself, then go and buy yourself

    Another round from the bottle on the higher shelf



    'Cause I'm my own soulmate

    I know how to love me

    I know that I'm always gonna hold me down (Always gonna hold me down)

    Yeah, I'm my own soulmate

    No, I'm never lonely (No, I'm never lonely, no)

    I know I'm a queen, but I don't need no crown



    Look up in a mirror like, "Damn, she the one"

    (One, one, one) The one

    (One, one, one like) Damn, she the one

    (One, one, one) The one

    Bad bitch in the mirror like, "Yeah, I'm in love"

    (Love, love, love) In love

    (Love, love, love) Like, "Yeah, I'm in love"

    (Love, love, love) In love

    Look up in the mirror like, "Damn, she the one"



    (I'm the one)

    (I'm the one) You're the one

    (I'm the one)

    (The one) Look up in a mirror like, "Damn, she the one"



    (One, one, one)

    (One, one, one) Like damn, she the one

    (One, one, one)

    Bad bitch in the mirror like, "Yeah, I'm in love"

    (Love, love, love) In love

    (Love, love, love) Like, "Yeah, I'm in love"

    (Love, love, love) In love

    Look up in the mirror like



    'Cause I'm my own soulmate

    I know how to love me

    I know that I'm always gonna hold me down (Look up in a mirror like, "Damn, she the one")

    Yeah, I'm my own soulmate

    No, I'm never lonely

    I know I'm a queen, but I don't need no crown



    Look up in a mirror like, "Damn, she the one"

  5. JeromeVer letra 3:51

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    letra de Jerome

    Wooh!

    Ah, here we go again

    Uh-uh

    Hee hee

    Uh, look, listen, shut up



    Jerome, Jerome

    Take your ass home

    And come back when you're grown

    Jerome, Jerome

    Go on, take your ass home

    Where the peaches have thorns



    Poor little baby

    Who told you that you stood a chance with this royalty?

    You're so sweet, bless your heart

    Can't let a pretty face distract me from business

    And God as my witness, your ugly ass won't either

    I'm sorry

    2 AM photos with smileys and hearts

    Ain't the way to my juicy parts

    Boy, thank me later, looks good on paper

    But love isn't easy, so I'll do the hardest part



    Jerome, Jerome

    Go on, take your ass home

    And come back when you're grown

    Jerome, ooh, Jerome

    Go on, take your ass home

    Where the peaches have thorns



    I never said I was perfect

    Or you don't deserve a good person

    To carry your baggage

    I know a few girls that can handle it

    I ain't that kind of chick (But I can call 'em for you if you want)

    I never said that you wasn't attractive

    Your style and that beard, oh! Don't get me distracted

    I'm tryna be patient, and patience takes practice

    The fact is I'm leaving, so just let me have this



    Jerome, Jerome

    Take your ass home

    And come back when you're grown, oh

    Jerome, ooh, Jerome

    Go on, take your ass home

    Where the peaches have thorns



    (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Don't cry for me, baby

    (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Don't cry

    (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Don't cry for me, baby

    (Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee) Yeah, yeah

  6. Crybaby 2:55
  7. TempoVer letra 2:55

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    letra de Tempo

    [Missy Elliott:]

    I've been waitin' for this one

    Turn it up



    [Lizzo:]

    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Can't move all of this here to one of those

    I'm a thick bitch, I need tempo (Tempo)

    Fuck it up to the tempo



    Pitty-pat, pitty-pat, pitty-pitty-pat (Pat)

    Look at my ass, it's fitty-fitty-fat (Fat)

    Kitty cat, kitty cat, kitty-kitty cat (Cat)

    Prrr me a glass, boy, I like my water wet (Wet)

    Throw it back (Throw it back, threw it back)

    Catch that (Catch that, catch that)

    I need a jack (Woo)

    For all of this ass, but it won't go flat (Wait a minute)

    Baby, baby (Baby)

    Come eat some of this cakey (Cake)

    He look like he could gain a little weight (A little weight)

    Lick the icing off, put the rest in your face (Face)



    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Can't move all of this here to one of those (Hey)

    I'm a thick bitch, I need tempo (Need it)

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Fuck it up to the tempo (Tempo)



    Fuck it up, fuck it up

    Boyfriend watchin', oh now you wanna knuckle up

    Get on this ride, baby, you gon' have to buckle up

    Thick thighs save lives, call me little buttercup

    All means necessary (Ayy)

    My ass is not an accesserary (What?)

    Yeah, I said it, accessarary (What?)

    Twerk skills up on legendary



    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Can't move all of this here to one of those (Hey)

    I'm a thick bitch, I need tempo (Need it)

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Fuck it up to the tempo



    [Missy Elliott:]

    Missy

    Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)

    All the fly girls head to the dance floor

    Kitty cat, kitty cat, prrr

    All the thick girls down on the flrrr (On the floor)

    Ice on my neck like brrr (Like brrr)

    I'm big-boned with nice curves (Nice curves)

    Look at me, I know I look grrrd (Good)

    Look good, look good, look grrrd (Look good)

    I'ma show y'all chicks how to drrr it

    Your nigga, he wish he could

    Thick girl (Thick girl), split (Split)

    Get a bag (Get a bag), get rich (Get rich)

    Hair done (Hair done), fixed (Fixed)

    If you see a hater, tell him quit (Stop)

    Get your own dough (Own dough)

    Get your bread, own dough (Own dough)

    Go on, ladies, head to the floor (Floor)

    Fuck up the tempo, thick girls get low (Woo)



    [Lizzo:]

    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Can't move all of this here to one of those (Hey)

    I'm a thick bitch, I need tempo (Need it)

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Fuck it up to the tempo

    Slow songs, they for skinny hoes

    Fuck it up to the tempo



    (Girl, run that shit back)

  8. Exactly How I FeelVer letra 2:23

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    letra de Exactly How I Feel

    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel



    I woke up this morning

    Wrong side of the bed

    I don't have to 'splain it

    Oh

    I might be a bitch

    I might make a friend

    Ain't I so amazing?



    Love me or hate me

    Ooh, I ain't changing

    And I don't give a fuck, no



    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel



    Don't hide no emotions

    Wear 'em on my sleeve

    All my feeling's Gucci

    Can't hold back my tears

    That would be a crime

    'Cause I look pretty cryin'

    Oh, they ain't tell you?



    Love me or hate me

    Ooh, I ain't changing

    And I don't give a fuck, no



    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel



    I feel like hurtin' they feelings

    I don't get mad, I get millions

    My heart ain't got no feelings

    My cars ain't got no ceiling



    I ain't with that actin' all friendly

    Please step away from the Bentley

    You're either not with me or with me

    They fire close by like it's Whitney



    Stay in your lane, don't tempt me

    Mr. Bust a whole clip till it's empty

    I got a feelin' that tonight's gonna be a good night

    Like Ferg and them said, God willing



    Fire chains on like brr

    Feelin' like rockin' my fur

    Rolls Royce with the chauffer

    How your toes feel on a mink fur?

    It's Gucci



    Cry 'cause I want to

    Smile if I want to, huh

    Yes, I can

    Love 'cause I want to

    Get so mad I could scream

    I could scream

    I could scream

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel

    That's exactly how I feel

  9. Better in ColorVer letra 2:13

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    letra de Better in Color

    Black, white, ebony

    All sound good to me

    Two tone recipe

    Got good chemistry

    J. F. Kennedy's

    Kiss - who's celebrities

    Don't matter to me

    'Cause I like everything



    You can be my lover

    'Cause love looks better in color

    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



    Big dick energy

    Tastes like collard greens

    Big ass patty cake

    Hey, happy days

    Bitch don't label me

    I'm mean, famously

    Nobody's safe, nobody

    You and you and you and



    You can be my lover

    'Cause love looks better in color

    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



    Color

    Love looks better

    Love, love looks better

    (You know it do)

    In color

    Oh, if I try to tell you then you try to hurt me

    Ya'll don't hear me



    Sick six piston

    Tiptoe kissin'

    Catcall kittens

    Whole milk lickin'

    See my vision

    Rainbow smitten

    It's easy baby, got the whole world for the pickin'



    You can be my lover

    'Cause love looks better in color

    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



    Color

    My whole world o' color, babe

    Love looks better

    Love, love looks better

    In color (Rainbows and shit)

    Oh, if I try to tell you then you try to hurt me

    I'mma tell your momma



    Color me, color me, color me, color me

    Color me, color me, color me, color me

    Color me, color me, color me, color me

    Color me, color me, color me, color me



    Yeah, you can be my lover

    'Cause love looks better in color

    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    It's dark under the covers but love looks better in color

  10. Heaven Help MeVer letra 3:22

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    letra de Heaven Help Me

    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Cold world, they'll be living in a fantasy

    Got me, it's the only thing I'll ever need

    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Love is a drug, methamphetamine

    D-A-R-E, they'll be hooked on me



    Y'all who you think you sassing?

    Say, whoa, baby, I'm a classic

    Say, whoa, something like a Hitchcock

    Say, whoa, got you going psycho

    Oh, no, don't you get your shit rocked

    Say, whoa, catch you with the tick tock

    Say, whoa, time's up on these motherfuckers

    Say, whoa, what you say, what you say, sucker?

    Say, what, what you say?



    If you think you've got me dickmatized (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

    I need to get you out of my life, can I get an amen?



    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Cold world, they'll be living in a fantasy

    Got me, it's the only thing I'll ever need

    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Love is a drug, methamphetamine

    D-A-R-E, they'll be hooked on me



    Hit 'em with the Bible, say, whoa

    Hit 'em with the drive-by, say, whoa

    Hit 'em with the dry cry, say, whoa

    Then you get a new guy, hello



    Even if you are the love of my life (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

    Sorry, baby, I got too much pride



    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Cold world, they'll be living in a fantasy

    Got me, it's the only thing I'll ever need

    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Love is a drug, methamphetamine

    D-A-R-E, they'll be hooked on me



    Heaven help me, if love ain't dead, I'ma kill it 'cause it's killing me

    Ooh, can I get an amen? (Amen)



    Been thinkin' about you, thinkin' about you, thinkin' about you, baby

    If love didn't drive me crazy, maybe I'd be your baby

    Trust, baby, you can't make me, beg or try to change, hey

  11. LingerieVer letra 3:21

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    letra de Lingerie

    (Yeah)

    Damn



    Hair down, moonlit

    Look at my lipstick

    So thick, so fit

    Wanna put your lips in places, oh

    The sun don't shine there

    I like that right there (I like that)

    Keep goin' and goin' and keep it flowin', uh

    You know what you doin', don't you?



    So I lounge around in my lingerie

    I wanna be prepared for you just in case

    So I lounge around in my lingerie

    You better come my way



    I don't got no secrets

    You don't know these panties are see-through

    I'm exposed, yeah

    Treat you with my body, my eyes closed

    Baby let me feel you close

    You make me crescendo, I'm going up

    Oh, oh, oh

    Yeah, let's open the window

    And let the world know

    Oh, oh, oh



    So I lounge around in my lingerie

    I wanna be prepared for you just in case

    So I lounge around in my lingerie

    You better come my way



    So I lounge around in my lingerie

    I wanna be prepared for you just in case, yeah

    So I lounge around in my lingerie

    Oh, you better come my way

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