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The Weeknd - Starboy - аккорды и текст, видео

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The Weeknd - Starboy - аккорды и текст, видео

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Лучшая metal-группа Петербурга
Авторы: Cirkut, Thomas Bangalter, Guy‐Manuel de Homem‐Christo, The Weeknd, Jason Quenneville, Martin McKinney

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


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


[Chorus]
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy


[Verse 2]
                               G
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
                               Am
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
                            G
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
                                 Am
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
                                     G 
Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah
                             Am
I come alive in the fall time, I
                                    G
No competition, I don't really listen
                                          Am
I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition



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


[Chorus]
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy



[Verse 3]
                   G
Let a nigga Brad Pitt
                                          
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
Am                                  
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
G                                       
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Am                                
Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan
G                                    
Girls get loose when they hear this song
Am                                
100 on the dash get me close to God
        G                             
We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars



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


[Chorus]
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                 Am
Look what you've done
               G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 
                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy



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