Artist/Band:
The Weeknd
Lyrics for Song: The Party & The After Party
Lyrics for Album: Trilogy [2012]
I understand your body wants it
I know your thoughts
Oh you 'bout it, 'bout it
You're a big girl and it's your world
And I'ma let you do it how you wanna
Girl alright baby, right baby
I know you know I know you wanna f*ck with it
Don't be shy pretty, I'll supply pretty
I got you girl, oh I got it girl
With your Louis V bag
Tatts on your arms
High-heel shoes make you six feet tall
Everybody wants you, you can have them all
But I got what you need
Girl I got your bag, I got it all
Hold your drink baby don't you fall
Be there in a minute baby just one call
You don't gotta ask me
You always come to the party
To pluck the feathers off all the birds
You always come to the party
On your knees
I will not beg you please
Girl, pick up them shoes
I'll race your ass up on them stairs
Just grab a room I swear no one will interfere
Girl bring your friends if you want, we can share
Or we can keep it simple, baby
We can just ride baby, ride baby
I know you know I know you wanna... with it
Don't be shy baby, I'll supply baby
I got you girl, oh I got it girl
With your Louie V bag
Tatts on your arms
High-heel shoes make you six feet tall
Everybody wants you, you can have them all
I got what you need
Girl I got your bag, I got it all
Hold your drink baby don't you fall
Be there in a minute baby just one call
You don't gotta ask me
You always come to the party
To pluck the feathers of all the birds
You always come to the party
On your knees
I will not beg you please
I will not...
Ride with it, ride with it
I know, you know, I know you wanna line with it
Don't be shy pretty, I'll supply pretty
I got you girl, oh I got it girl
Won't you line with it, line with it
I know you know I know you wanna...
I got you girl, oh I got you girl
Ooh, ooh I got it girl, oh I got it girl
I think I'm f*cking gone
Rolling on this floor
Messing up your carpet
I'll get on it after four
My sessions are the strong on your floor
Shouldn't have f*cking rolled
But I f*cking rolled
Feeling like a million bucks before
I walk through this door
When I walk through your door
Can't believe I made it but I made it that's for sure
For sure, loving I need more, I need yours
She ain't looking for that unconditional
What the f*ck these b*tches on
They want what I'm sittin' on
They don't want my love
They just want my potential
F*ck it though, sippin' on this
Baby livin' off bliss got me drowning in your love
Got me drowning in the mist
Gimme right attention or I'll start drowning from my knees
Baby if you knew the feeling I would give to you
Oh you
You, oh you
Cause I got it girl, oh I got it girl
With me, with me
Oh you, oh you
Oh you, oh you
Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl
With me, with me
I got a brand new girl call it Rudolph
She'll probably OD before I show her to mama
All these girls tryna tell me she got no love
And all these girls never ever got her blow job
Ringtone on silent
And if she stops then I might get violent
No calls worth stopping
So mama please stop calling
We can play all night
It just takes one night
To let me f*cking prove this feeling I'ma give to you
Oh you, you
Oh you, oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl
With me, with me
Oh you, oh you
Oh you, oh you
Oh I got it girl, yeah I got it girl
With me, with me
Oh I got it girl
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