The Weeknd – Starboy (official) ft. Daft Punk

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  1. Tex:
    I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
    P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
    Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
    All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah
    None of these toys on lease too, ah
    Made your whole year in a week too, yah
    Main bitch out your league too, ah
    Side bitch out of your league too, ah

    House so empty, need a centerpiece
    Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
    Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
    Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
    You talking money, need a hearing aid
    You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
    Switch up my style, I take any lane
    I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

    Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
    Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
    Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
    Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
    Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah
    I come alive in the fall time, I
    The competition, I don't really listen
    I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition

    House so empty, need a centerpiece
    Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
    Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
    Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
    You talking money, need a hearing aid
    You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
    Switch up my style, I take any lane
    I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

    Let a nigga Brad Pitt
    Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
    Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
    Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
    Star Trek roof in that Wrath of Khan
    Girls get loose when they hear this song
    100 on the dash get me close to God
    We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars

    House so empty, need a centerpiece
    Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
    Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
    Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
    You talking money, need a hearing aid
    You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
    Switch up my style, I take any lane
    I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

  2. I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
    P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
    Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
    All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah
    None of these toys on lease too, ah
    Made your whole year in a week too, yah
    Main bitch out your league too, ah
    Side bitch out of your league too, ah

    House so empty, need a centerpiece
    Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
    Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
    Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
    You talking money, need a hearing aid
    You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
    Switch up my style, I take any lane
    I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

    Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
    Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
    Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
    Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
    Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah
    I come alive in the fall time, I
    The competition, I don't really listen
    I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition

    House so empty, need a centerpiece
    Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
    Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
    Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
    You talking money, need a hearing aid
    You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
    Switch up my style, I take any lane
    I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

    Let a nigga Brad Pitt
    Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
    Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
    Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
    Star Trek roof in that Wrath of Khan
    Girls get loose when they hear this song
    100 on the dash get me close to God
    We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars

    House so empty, need a centerpiece
    Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
    Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
    Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
    You talking money, need a hearing aid
    You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
    Switch up my style, I take any lane
    I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
    Look what you've done
    I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

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