Lizzo - Faded lyrics
[Lizzo - Faded lyrics]
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
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