The Weeknd ft. Daft Punk - Starboy

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[INTRO] Am
[VERSE]
Am GI’m trying to put you in the worst mood, ah
G F
F1 cleaner than your dress shoes, ah
F GNelly point two just to hurt you, ah
AmAll red Lamb’ just to teas you, ah
Am GNone of these toys on lease too, ah
G FMade your whole year in a week too, ah
FMain bitch out your league too, ah
F AmSide bitch out of your league too, ah
 
 
[PRE-CHORUS]
Am GHouse so empty, need a centerpiece
G FTwenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
FCut that ivory to skinny pieces
FThen she clean it with her face but I love my baby
AmYou talking money, need to hear a name
G FYou talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F GSwitch out my side, I’ll take any lane
GI switch out my car if I kill any pain
 
[CHORUS]
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
 
[VERSE]
Am GEvery day a nigga try to test me, ah
G FEvery day a nigga try to end me, ah
F GPull off in that Roadster SV, ah
G AmPockets overweight, getting hefty, ah
Am GComing for the king, that’s a cry, I
G FI come alive in the fall time, I
F GThe competition, I don’t ever listen
G AmI’m in the blue moon song bumping new edition
 
 
 
[PRE-CHORUS]
Am GHouse so empty, need a centerpiece
G FTwenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
FCut that ivory to skinny pieces
FThen she clean it with her face but I love my baby
AmYou talking money, need to hear a name
G FYou talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F GSwitch out my side, I’ll take any lane
GI switch out my car if I kill any pain
 
[CHORUS]
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
 
[VERSE]
AmLet a nigga (?)
GLegend of the fall took the year like a bandit
FBy my ma a crib and a brand new wagon
GNow she hit the grocery shot looking lavish
AmStar Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan
GGirls get loose when they hear this song
F100 on the dash get me close to God
GWe don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars
 
[PRE-CHORUS]
Am GHouse so empty, need a centerpiece
G FTwenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
FCut that ivory to skinny pieces
FThen she clean it with her face but I love my baby
AmYou talking money, need to hear a name
G FYou talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F GSwitch out my side, I’ll take any lane
GI switch out my car if I kill any pain
 
[CHORUS]
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
 
[CHORUS]
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G FLook what you’ve done
F G(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G AmI’m a motherfucking Starboy
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