Lizzo - Hot Dish lyrics

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