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Sunday, 2 October 2016

Starboy (feat. Daft Punk) - The Weekend - Lyrics






 I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah

P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah



Milli point 2 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 of your league too, ah
Side bitch out of your league too, ah



House so empty need a centerpiece

20 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 the shade
Switch up my style I take any lane
Switch up my cup I kill any pain



(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Look what you done!

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I'm a mother fuckin Starboy

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you done!
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin 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 over weight gettin hefty, ah

Coming for the king that's a far cry I
I come alive in the fall time I
No competition I don't really listen
I'm in the blue mulsanne bumping New Edition



House so empty need a centerpiece

20 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 the shade
Switch up my style I take any lane
Switch up my cup I kill any pain



(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Look what you done!

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I'm a mother fuckin Starboy

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you done!
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy



Let a nigga Brag Pitt legend of the fall

Took the year like a bandit

Bought momma a crib and a brand new wagon

Now she hit the grocery shop lookin lavish

Star trek roof in that wraith of khan
Girls get loose when they hear the 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

20 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 the shade
Switch up my style I take any lane
Switch up my cup I kill any pain



(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Look what you done!

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I'm a mother fuckin Starboy

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you done!
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy



(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Look what you done!

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I'm a mother fuckin Starboy

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you done!
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy


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