Álbum Lizzobangers de Lizzo - Canciones

Lizzobangers

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Lizzie BordenVer letra 2:38

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letra de Lizzie Borden
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)
W.E.R.K. Pt. II 3:06
Wat U MeanVer letra 2:44

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letra de Wat U Mean
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
T-BabyVer letra 3:16

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letra de T-Baby
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)
Be StillVer letra 2:13

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letra de Be Still
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!)
FadedVer letra 2:51

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letra de Faded
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
Hot DishVer letra 3:40

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letra de Hot Dish
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

[?]
Luv ItVer letra 3:03

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letra de Luv It
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
Batches & Cookies 3:23
Pants vs. DressVer letra 2:34

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letra de Pants vs. Dress
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]
GoVer letra 3:45

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letra de Go
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)
BloodlinesVer letra 3:45

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letra de Bloodlines
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
Bus Passes And Happy MealsVer letra 3:18

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letra de Bus Passes And Happy Meals
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
ParisVer letra 3:11

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letra de Paris
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