[Verse 1: The Weeknd] When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall But when she put it in her mouth she can’t seem to reach my Ballin’ ain’t an issue for me, I’ll make a hundred stacks right back next week Do it all again, I’m faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing And I’ll admit baby, I’m a little camera shy But exceptions can be made baby, cause you’re too damn fly For what it’s worth, I hope you enjoy the show Cause if you’re back here only takin’ pictures You gon’ have to take your ass home
[Bridge: The Weeknd] Cause the only thing you’re takin’ is your clothes off Go head girl, strip it down, close your mouth I just wanna hear your body talk
[Hook: The Weeknd] Feels like Hollywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Oh girl Don’t hold back, let it out Feels exactly like Hollywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Oh girl Don’t hold back let it out Feels exactly like Holywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Don’t hold back let it out Feels exactly like Hollywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Don’t hold back
[Verse 2: The Weeknd] You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain’t free You gotta pay with your body Not really into kisses leading into nothing I’m into shows every night, if you play your cards right I might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour Fuck around, turn you ‘to my West coast girl Until they book a show in NYC Gotta fly back East where the city don’t sleep Tryna finish all this potion Baby take your time, tryna sip it ’til the mornin’ And if you’re still hot, I’m tryna fuck you in the mornin’ Say I’m two days strong, and never sleep until it’s mornin’
[Bridge] Cause the only thing you’re takin’ is your clothes off Go head girl, strip it down, close your mouth I just wanna hear your body talk
[Hook] Feels like Hollywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Oh girl Don’t hold back, let it out Feels exactly like Hollywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Oh girl Don’t hold back let it out Feels exactly like Holywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Don’t hold back let it out Feels exactly like Hollywood Feels exactly like Hollywood Don’t hold back
[Verse 3: The Weeknd] I got a brand new place, I think I’ve seen it twice all year I can’t remember how it looks inside, so you can picture how my life’s been I went from starin’ at the same four walls for twenty-one years To seein’ the whole world in just twelve months Been gone for so long I might have just found God Well probably not, if I keep my habits up Probably not if I can’t keep up with lovin’ I can’t stand talkin’ to brand new girls Only bitches down to fuck when you shower them with ones Probably not if my niggas round them up Probably not if we take ‘em to my spot Probably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night God damn I’m high My doctor told me to stop And he gave me something to pop I mix it up with some adderals and I wait to get to the top And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot I don’t care about you, why you worried ’bout me? All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke Last week was my rough week, I’m still drippin down from my nose And I don’t know how to drive, I make my driver get high But If he goes onto that one turn believe my driver gettin’ fired And I don’t got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork And I’m posted up down in Florida, Ft. Lauderdale Cold drinks, Grand Marnie til the break of dawn luck White Russian when the sun hits, white Russian with Tonic I like the feeling your tongue makes, she like the way my whole tongue flip She grind hard for tuition, she grind hard for her teacher Make her harder with gold grills, make her suck with both grills In the backroom of the VIP she blowin me
[Outro x2: The Weeknd] This ain’t nothing to relate to (x4) Even if you tried, you tried, yAnnotateou tried You tried, you tried, you tried You tried, you tried, you tried You tried, you tried, you triedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
