The Weeknd is one of my favorite artists (I know I say that about everyone but it’s true) and Starboy is one of my favorite songs. I hope you like this cover as much as I enjoyed making it. Feel free to sing along with the lyrics below! xP
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Lyrics:
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 one out your league too, ah
Side one 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
Now we’re burning up this place yeah 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 I’m a I’m a starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a I’m a I’m a starboy
Every day somebody try to test me, ah
Every day somebody 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
No 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
Now we’re burning up this place yeah 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 I’m a I’m a starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a I’m a I’m a starboy
Let a dude 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
Now we’re burning up this place yeah 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 I’m a I’m a starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a I’m a I’m a starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a I’m a I’m a starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a I’m a I’m a starboy
