Lizzobangers de Lizzo

Listado de Canciones

1. Lizzie Borden2:38

   Letra

   Inspiration? - let me think about it Violation? - no doubt about it Man on the run Man under fire They bout burn him up The drones have him surrounded Click click click boom Pound it Click click hashtag pound sign it It's on your trending map Co sign it But when they come please do not run just open your mouth unto zion Big bear (ah!) Little human A lot of salt A little cumin Add it to the pot And light it up Pow! We do mean harm You please disarm Don't say a word (If you do we're terrible we come in twos and ruin you) Click Click Boom Click Click Boom Click Click Boom Click Click Boom Lizzie Borden Lizzie Borden Lizzie Borden Lizzie Borden Running up under the system Wondering if you can miss him Covering up with a black scarf Tell me the difference, you can't huh? Washing all the brains Nasty with the fangs Shooting all the shooters got my looters in this thing like (We don't give no fucks) Plus we got the antidote Blacker than a quarter note Play niggas like a pentatonic scale Go to hell, you don't know me but I know you very well We do mean harm You please disarm Don't say a word We do mean harm You please disarm Don't say a word (If you do we're terrible we come in twos and ruin you)
2. W.E.R.K. Pt. II3:06
3. Wat U Mean2:44

   Letra

   A-what you mean? Been up in this thing so long, I'm like a sleeve Covering, I'm outchea, please don't be deceived Roll me up? Nigga please! Don't be presumptuous I packed you up for lunch and I ate you, you were scrumptious Literal or not, I'm rambunctious, you yellow belly munchkins Ain't that something? With your oompady-doo like "Ding dong, the witch ain't dead, you better look out 'fore she chop yo' head!" Breaking bread with the queens at the dinner table Lapdogs eat scraps if you're able Maybe throw you a bone if I feel like it Maybe give you some steak if the mood right Right now, homie, bow down Looking at my head like my head need a crown Crown on the rocks, nigga, weed in the box, nigga Give me if you got figures, what I want's a lot bigger! What you mean What you mean What you mean To me, to me, to me, to me Lizzo be eating though, Lizzo be hungry Lizzo Big GRRRL Small World till it ain't funny Say my name three times like I'm in destiny Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of Four Loko Chillin' with my niggas in the back like mane Came a long way, umbrellas for the rain If you came this far, you better play the game Because success and fame be two different things I remember being sad about boys and stuff But that was way back in middle school Now I'm making crowds make noise and stuff And all my people back home like, "who knew?" Normally I don't like to toot my own horn Cause I don't got a car yet and, well, that sucks Being a rapper these days ain't what it seems Man, really you ain't making all the big bucks, but I'm killin' it I'm just saying that I'm feeling the wheeling one would experience While wheeling and gripping the wheel and gettin' it And my limericks be the same thing that get me on the cover, trick! What you mean What you mean What you mean To me, to me, to me, to me
4. T-Baby3:16

   Letra

   Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Got it in the bag Kiss me on my ego, tell me what one tastes like I've never been the proud one, kicked it hard in stage right Ego's can take a pounding, when the mind's dim and the light's bright Too bad for you, that your ignorance is in hindsight In retrospect, remembering the time I was derelict More like Derelicte, I made homeless chic Kick it in the Subaru Played a show, showered at the gym, and slept at the studio My Lean Cuisine was a ramen noodle but you know I rocked that Black mask, black sash (trick) Pull up, silence, gasp! Big girl, small world (thick) I got it in the bag Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Got it in the bag Sent the flying monkeys out Get up on the level that I'm talking bout Feeling like a rebel in the melting pot Oh, you got figures so I'm jelly huh? Oh, you're fairly smug that's embarrassing Biting on your black tongue Came a long way in this thing so you can't label me as a "nigga with a microphone" Dorothy Dandridge Chuck Berry Michael Jackson is Black excellence My girl, you silenced Michael, you de-Princed Chuck B. put a white girl in his car and he crossed the line so you fenced him in them prisons?! Who is "you?" I'm talkin' to you You know who you are The reason I can't be a black star without your black card Swipe swipe to the corporations Salute give you salutations Look down at the graves you've spit in (These niggas trippin') Black mask, black sash (trick) Pull up, silence, gasp! Big girl, small world (thick) I got it in the bag Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Tar baby Got it in the bag Hardest working woman in the T.C.? Hardly, I feel lazy I was eating ph? when I wrote this Fever, 103 Met some cool Minnesotans, but really Some of y'all need a lesson from Lazerbeak I rock that Rock that, rock that (Baby)
5. Be Still2:13

   Letra

   I wake up every morning feeling like slapping a nigga Squeeze trigger, stay scheming then I realize I'm still dreaming Oops, psych! believing in believers ability to still scream for a nigga till you get nosebleeds I be so scuffed up from kicking them rocks And if you're so tough come run up and get clocked Tick tock tock tock If you got them slippery socks Yo I'mma give it all that I got To make a nigga slide in the vault Then bake a nigga dash in some salt I bring a nigga home and pole vault Then blame a nigga like it's your fault (You're fault!) I never understood and I will never understand The tolerance for ho-ishness that some of you people have "ME?" You, yeah you I'm talking to the middle man Like how you're content with giving someone else the upper hand Walking around your cubicle, your tie with your coffee mug Syphoning the hard earned work from the thugs and hustlers, cause Takin a chill pill before I whip my sword out like uma in kill bill Makin niggas gasp like Emmitt Till And I'mma keep on giving you the gospel like God's will, Peace! Be Still This is God's will peace be still Can I fall in love before the world ends? Can my record get a few major spins? I'm saying I don't wanna think about tomorrow because I'm still hustling Until then, I guess it's just me, you, theses food stamps and cravings No raisins in the sun, just Funyins and a Sunkist, we up in the club making it mist Like a missed alcohol (though I see it every night) And that tylenol I take everyday period like midil Bye y'all, I'm moving on to other things by y'all But not quite bilateral, more like three floors up and down the hall Let the bygones be bygones, and try to keep the peace like Obama and Biden All my friends are talented, all my friends got mad skills All my girlfriends wear heels, all my niggas drug deal We're tight (psych!)
6. Faded2:51
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   It's that L to the I to the Z Z O Ain't got no time for the C3P0, wookie Never knock nookie, but I'd rather stack cookies Looking at the sunset the color of Snookie Woman of the year, huzzah huzzah huzzah, give her three cheers Killin' everyone up in the coven, witch Cuttin' all these niggas, better sew up, stitch Will Smithin' these hoes, you know how it works Punch a nigga out and say "Welcome to Earth" I drop a mil, take off a scarf Locs on my face like "I make this look good", ugh! Capitalize your capital with a capital G Giving out my secrets, man, ya'll better pay me Sucky people marry suckers and they suck Then they have sucky kids, they grow up, then what? They attend all the sucky universities And take our money like it grows on trees Siphon to the authorities then get confused when we Conglomerate to the inner cities Perched on streets, being super sketchy Skid marks on their knees, their hands in their pockets They walking by real fast in case we got that rocket BOOM! Slam the door to they apartment That sucky wife is pregnant with another sucka ass kid I'm askin' "When will it end? ", waiting on that meteor shower To rain down and bring all these suck niggas to they final hour Don't tell us to slow it down, we won't listen We're twenty-somethings and it's 20-something Greenrooms, drugs and liquor and hip hop We're twenty-somethings and it's 20-something Rumors that world gon' end don't faze me I'mma get faded, I'mma get faded
7. Hot Dish3:40

   Letra

   I got a lot on my chest, so here's my breast reduction I hear the sounds of gums bumping, they ain't saying nothing I'm sick and tired of being typecast like Lindsay Lohan When I'm gonna probably outlast most of these niggas flowing A cover girl with the mouth of a tommy gun Blow trees and I will blow you away when I'm on the stage I guess that's why I got them shivering they're very afraid I guess that's why my checks thin cause dem hate They steady instigatin' on what they hate on I'm the rainbow bridge like a pack of 50 crayons Cause I ain't got no beef with no body But those bodies need to realize that this is no hobby I ain't your hook girl, boo, I'm your feature And I don't need your attention because of my features I swear to God I feel like a piece of meat every time I'm walking home or even a block from lake street Man, give me room the only rapper with a womb that will spit that 16 bars to send you rappers to the tomb Me and my crew we ain't playin' around Cause ever since we landed we just been the talk of the town While I talk I remember those who paid the price I lost my pops man I wish he was alive I can't let go of the past, he never heard me rap So I carry his spirit on my back in Minneap Lizzo in this thing so great, to complement my shape Nicknamed hot dish complements of the state I see you hungry niggas Here you go, some steak I guess you are what you eat I guess you're Lizzo taint Apologies to my mother she thinks that I'm a saint Apologies to the rappers I dusted out the gate Yo, I see you munching on my plate Rip to any beat I meet, see ya All these hoes wanna suck my (gasp) But I don't got a (gasp) so I tell them "deal with it" All these niggas wanna ride my (gasp) but I don't got a (gasp) So I tell them "deal with it" I peter piper picked a plain pepper and gave it spice Paprika, eureka, I see ya pow! pow! My mouth is a gun and the bullets that kaow! kaow! Are ammo of the knowledge that you don't know But know now Sick and tired of these hypocrites I generations to back me up Mama Kirkwood and Daddy Jefferson had to deal with it so I'm done They raped and murdered my ancestors Hung my great uncle from a tree So when I look at that maple branch I look in the mirror and say "could be me" All of these niggas don't know where I'm from All of these hoes they just wanna have fun Acting like junkies Looking like bums Lower than scum What's lower scum What's lower than dumb? The ignorance displayed by his insolence He sprayed all the businesses And laid someone's significant other and mother and brother in the streets Who said that was OK? Who said that was cool? I said it was cool So what's all the blues, bitch Take a dip the city's swimming in blood pools [?]
8. Luv It3:03

   Letra

   Mane, hold up, tell me how you really feel Grippin' on the wood grain in the Coupe de Ville Drippin' stains, swervin' lanes, actin' bad, grabbin' cash In the Frenchies, bad, representin' south of the H-Town Bout to ball at the mall, call it Galleria Hatin' niggas from a distance, call it like I see it "Yes, ma'am" and "No, ma'am", they always glad to meet ya Stuntin' up in Pappadeaux's, they always glad to treat ya Sexy papi though, starts down with that shiny grill Lookin' out of his tinted window, I know it's something like (What's the deal?) So throwed, ridin' slow, my clique jazzy, yo' clique hoes, ew! Wouldn't touch 'em with a 50-foot pole, even Pepé Le Pew said no I'm a playa, I don't let nobody take my shine I get mine, you could feel me like my [?] around We gettin' down all the way till the sun come up Sippin' all the purple all out the white cup How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill Huh, you know I love it, mane Uh, you know I love it, mane Yeah, love it, mane These fickle, fickle niggas holdin' out for a pretty penny You swallowin' the truth and now you wizzin' like it's Henny I'm "run, Forest, run"-ing and my instincts be Jenny Jenny Craigin' on them boys, I cut the fat and keep the skinny Here's a skinny on them motherfuckers that get caught up Yeah, you tryna be the man and ya pushin' ya luck And you frontin' like we homies then you call me like I owe thee What about the shit you owe me like the time I spent with yo' ass for free? You really think I'd waste my time with you? Building a business relationship if the shit gon' sink? Nigga, that's how you really feel? Nigga, that's how you think? Think again next time ya come steppin' to me Cause I wasn't put on this earth to sing back up for you Especially if you gon' be selfish and not come through And I told yo' ho ass partner "Go fuck off" too So we know why I don't fuck around with you And I hope it burns in yo' stomach cause Lizzo on the rise And I won't respond to yo' e-mails like "Duh", surprise And I don't hold grudges but, boy, ya cut off And, I mean, you got a little bit of talent but that's not enough Awwww maannn How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill
9. Batches & Cookies3:23

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10. Pants vs. Dress2:34

    Letra

    Aw yeah, ha-ha-ha South west alief Texas not born but raised I was kicking it in the west But mostly down in the trae Or maybe montrose for a picnic Galleria boy I was getting it Playing shows spreading my name But it was so hot the summer's insane At South by south west I was put to the Johnny test They wanted a freestyle battle Ok, pants vs dress One little line And them boys was impressed Ditched the southwest to Minneapolis I pull up to the minne and get buck wild Moving it shaking it by the pound West bank, wild n out Trying to see what that's all about First ave was recently My niggas sold it out for a week I step on the stage The scene was serene They ask my name Said it was queen I don't what that means But I know that its good Nefertiti flow gives you Anuksun wood Estrogen's in this testosterone heir So I'm going to sit in my throne And you can get in your chair And you can get in your chair And you can get in your chair And you can get in your chair I'm going to sit in my throne And you can get in your chair And you can get in your chair And you can get in your chair And you can get in your chair I'm going to sit in my throne And you can get in your chair I'm from that south west alief texas Boy we reckless Diamonds in our teeth Shining brighter than your necklace Aw snap, I got it like that Writing raps to the boom bap Setting off a click track Lyrical, spherical, psych Just mobbin And if you got that guap You better watch it cause we rob you Ben Taub you, life support Straight As in life check my progress report Address my court with piercing eyes Your knees are shaking can't hold your thighs I'm barely phased, hardly surprised I've been the queen, you're just another guy Marty mcfly, boy you better think I'm throwing everything at you like the kitchen sink Yep, so you can sit in your chair Yep, so you can sit in your chair Yep, so you can sit in your chair I going to sit in my throne and you can sit in your chair I going to sit in my throne and you can sit in your chair I going to sit in my throne and you can sit in your chair I'm throning [repeat till end]
11. Go3:45

    Letra

    Wake up in the morning and stop Feeling like the world's going to drop If I don't do nothing, I'm going to pop Now I'm hotter than a boiling pot If you super tight, people flip If you fall off, you're a flop Never thought nothing, would be better than something That's why I stay watering my crops I'm not thirsty baby, I'm just lonely And I'm not distant baby, I'm just busy Will you miss me baby, when I'm touring Or will you find someone that's less important But worth exploring, I'm torn in pieces So much to do, hold on got to write in these features I'm listening, but not really You know us artist types When we got to go, got to let us Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us) Go, go, go, go, go... Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us) Go, go, go, go, go... It's cold outside And I was thinking And I was thinking How warm it is In the cloud (posturepedic) But all that is, is vapor, condensation, conversation Not really, but jack daniel's is the life of the party Get it started, let him do the talking Let that man speak This girl is going to break your heart Run far away this is your head start Everything is not what it seems The girl of your dreams is a nightmare You don't care Man, that Jack Daniel's be lying on me Cause of that dude now you laying on me Flame is rekindled now I'm trying homie Don't leave me dry when I'm high homie You don't how it feels to appear the weakling of your peers from a fear That's inconceivable to have yourself and to suddenly to let it Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us) Go, go, go, go, go... Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us) Go, go, go, go, go... Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us) Go, go, go, go, go... Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us) Go, go, go, go, go... (gotta let us)
12. Bloodlines3:45

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    My great-grandmomma ain't a slave My great great great great great grandmother Was a maid I think that were just made of the same thing Keeping it together, got the brave in the membrane Ticky, tick tick that keeps you sane Are the remnants reminiscing in my brain 1947 when he caught that train And met my momma's momma in the pouring rain Ok, light skinned brother with the hazel eyes Cause ain't nobody messing with VJ I got a sense of humor, I theorize From everything he sent down my way Bloodlines, like cousins like loving It's nothing. Put them down when its tough And tie those loose ends to make them meet Everything is gravy when your people live down the street I see ya So wait... Take this before you escape Don't make the past feel like a mistake So wait... Take this before you escape Don't make the past feel like a mistake So wait... Take this before you escape Don't make the past feel like a mistake Swirling, black abyss Stardust misting, raining down Shining like the gems of eternity Formulating for me and mine Perhaps one day we can mine Throwing all those minerals and chemical elements Into the pot Uh-oh we're getting hot Through some sun on the stove top Close the lid, beware of the pop Of the splash back Add a dash of that acid Voila One day we'll show our kids what we did the Big bang Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today Witnessing something that we cannot explain Dearly departed, we're gather here today Witnessing something that we cannot explain Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today Witnessing something that we cannot explain Dearly departed, we're gather here today Witnessing something that we cannot explain
13. Bus Passes And Happy Meals3:18
    Vídeo Letra

    

    What you lookin' at? What you lookin' at? Time go by pretty fast, you wear a pretty mask You take it off for no one, oh, being you? That's no fun You're being used for show, hun, if that's what you think so what? You got a lot of friends, owe you a lot of favors They bake you porky pies, they come in lots of flavors Don't listen to the haters, you think that you have haters Haters are just complainers, and you the first to complain Oh, it's you? Uh-huh, that's funny That's real cool, it's me too I tell 'em, preach! Look up, don't let nobody pass you These niggas is nuts like cashews And they wanna be blessed like "ahhchoo" But me not have time like Cogsworth All in all for what it's worth And the fact that I wrote this in a skirt (Looks like you don't even need to try) I'm burying y'all alive Goes to show I'm leading in the hive Queen bee, I want that honey And you over here talking about money? Hmmm, that's funny You need to keep in mind My only price is time And you can't take that from me (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive Sudafed, pop that, a hooligan, step back I'm giving niggas headaches Like a mistake on your wedding cake Minuscule to me, I'm a big deal to you I picketh thee off like a bug betwixth my shoe Thou shall not kill, thou shall not steal Spot lights or record deals, bus passes and happy meals Nigga, what you know about it? Not much really You holding out on dough or something? Not me silly Niggas wanna help and niggas wanna take Take a bit of this and put it on your plate I owe you if you the right one Luckily, I found the right one Pass it down, I'll make it right son Give me time, I promise it'll be worth it (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive (Breathe deeply) Cause I'm burying y'all alive
14. Paris3:11

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    Time's up, I'm jumpin' in the side door Beside you, disposition those whole mild A child to a mountain makin' milestones Gemstones ain't got nothin' on my shine yo Abide though, the rules I make for potholes Shut it, I done done it, son it, niggas Jigga's favorite new artist he ain't heard of Prince give me mad dubs Tighter than Michael Jackson's glove, the left one A-hee-hee, wanna fall in love with me-hee? And she-hee jelly, you ain't ready for it And when you ready, I'll get Freddy, we get Jason on it You complacent homie, you a pencil, I'm erasin' homie Better get big trick And as I wrote that, my pen ran out of ink Now look up irony and tell me what you really think Have you ever been to Paris, at night? Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Have you ever been to Paris, at night? Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Have you ever been to Paris? Me neither And if you said you did then I pro'ly won't believe ya Got a cousin named Litha, ya pro'ly never meet her Cause they live in Detroit and that city be lethal Can't buy liquor on a Sunday, what is you sayin'? But beyond that man, a nigga can't explain But beyond you, I could finally see the sand Excuse me while I give myself a freakin' tan Kill 'em all like I'm the freakin' Son of Sam It's like I'm a Muslim and you a piece of ham, yuck I would never touch ya Rather, you will never touch me, good luck though Runnin' and runnin' until I can't go I clicked the picture that's in y'all's pocket Part and polly up in lane, partly and polly out makin' particles Sparkle, that glitter ain't gold, that glitter ain't gold at all She lyin', you lyin', go flyin', the strike of the iron, that's hot Step back from pitter pat, get that from the tit for tat Rat-ta-ta-tatouille, right up when I find you We sat back, recline, sit to we ... Paris, at night? Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Have you ever been to Paris, at night? Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I Neither have I (Paris) I'm in Paris nigga I'm in Paris In the highway, eatin' crossaints and drinkin' tea bitch