Lyrics Starboy

The Weekend feat. Daft Punk

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

P-1 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, yeah
Main bitch out of your league too, ah
Side bitch out of your league too, ah

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, carved from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
That 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 out my side, I'll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfucking Starboy

Everyday a nigga try to test me, ah
Everyday a nigga try to end me, ah
Pull off in that Roaster SV, ah
Pocket overweights, getting hefty, ah
Coming for the king, that's a far cry, I
I come alive in fall time, I
The competition, I don't ever listen
I'm in the blue Mulsanne
bumping new edition

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, carved from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
That 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 out my side, I'll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfucking Starboy

Let a nigga Brad Pitt
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
By my ma a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
Hundred 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, carved from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
That 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 out my side, I'll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfucking Starboy....3x