Álbum Cuz I Love You de Lizzo - Canciones

Cuz I Love You

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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
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)
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)
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"
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
Crybaby 2:55
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)
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
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
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
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