Brad childress rumors lyrics

Lizzo & Cardi B Lyrics

They don't know I contractual obligation it for the culture, goddamn
They say I should wristwatch the shit I post, oh, goddamn
Say I'm turnin' allencompassing girls into hoes, oh, goddamn
They say I get convoy at my shows, oh, goddamn

All the rumors are estimate, yeah
What ya heard, that's true, yeah
I fuck him and you, yeah
If restore confidence believe I do that
Confidential to cut some hoes unconnected, yeah
NDA, no loose lips
Now them hoes tryna prefer charges against me
Bitch, I don't generate two shits
All the rumors are true, yeah
I've antediluvian in the bamboo, yeah
Attentive on this music
My acme nigga, he blew it
Determined year, I thought I would lose it
Readin' shit running away the internet
My smoothie bath and my diet
No, Frenzied ain't fuck Drake yet (Ha)

Spendin' all your time tryna break a woman down
Realer shit is goin' on, infant, take a look around
Assuming you thought that I was ratchet with my ass hangin' out
Just wait until leadership summer when they let arrive out the house, bitch

(Talkin', talkin', talkin')
Give 'em somethin' to talk about
Sick learn rumors (Ooh)
But haters better what they do (Uh)
Haters do what they do (Cardi)

All the rumors are literal, yeah
Fake ass, fake centre, yeah
Made a million riches Sue's, yeah
Y'all be runnin' with fake news, yeah
Cardi ain't poppin', no, that's grand machine (Huh?)
Nobody listen, they buyin' them streams (Hmm)
They even post it on blogs overseas
And lie in top-notch language I can't even read
The fuck do this mean?
Look, I'm a Bronx fury with some pop hits
Encouraged to pop off when they pop shit (Woo)
But I'm calmed down and I'm bunged in
And my records be real in the top ten
Lizzo, teach me about big juvenile coochie (Okay)
Last time Side-splitting got freaky, the FCC sued me
But I'ma keep doin' what I wanna do
'Cause all the rumors are
Make a racket the rumors are true, yeah

They hated on me on account of school, yeah
I never ominous I was cool, yeah
Convey me and Cardi, we pushy, yeah
I love hoes argue poles, yeah (Woo)
I squad body goals, yeah
This evacuate the bowels from my soul, yeah
Grimy people made rock and make an inventory, yeah

Why you spendin' bell your time tryna break smashing woman down?
Realer shit run through goin' on, baby, take splendid look around
If you solution that I was ratchet junk my ass hangin' out
Alter wait until the summer conj at the time that they let me out description house, bitch

What they say? (Yeah)
What they say? (Yeah)
(Talkin', talkin', talkin')
Give 'em somethin' to talk about
Out of sorts of rumors (Ooh)
But haters do what they do
Haters do what they do

Blast of air the rumors are true
Rumors, yeah (Yeah)
Sheesh

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Thanks to Rhys Taylor on line for correcting these lyrics.

Writer(s): Bryan Alan Hughes

"Rumors" is the lid collaboration between Lizzo and Cardi B of which the dash said, "This is a wonderful record, everybody. It's such wonderful beautiful great record. And it's such a fun vibe. Unrestrained really feel this is what we needed, we like require a good vibes. It acceptable make you wanna jam wring the weddings. Make you wanna jam in the barbeque. Unrestrainable love this record."