音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
演唱
Daft Punk
Daft Punk
演唱
作曲和作词
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
词曲作者
Henry Russell Walter
Henry Russell Walter
词曲作者
Thomas Bangalter
Thomas Bangalter
词曲作者
Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo
Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo
词曲作者
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
词曲作者
Martin McKinney
Martin McKinney
词曲作者
制作和工程
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
联合制作人
Daft Punk
Daft Punk
制作人
Florian Lagatta
Florian Lagatta
录音工程师
Martin McKinney
Martin McKinney
录音工程师
Josh Smith
Josh Smith
录音工程师
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
混音工程师
John Hanes
John Hanes
混音工程师
Aya Merrill
Aya Merrill
母带工程师
Cirkut
Cirkut
录音工程师
Josh Smith
Josh Smith
录音工程师
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
母带工程师

歌词

Ay 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 bitch outta your league too, ah Side bitch outta your league too, ah House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table, cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah You talkin' money, need a hearin' aid You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the 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 motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Every day a nigga try to test me, ah Every day a nigga try to end me, ah Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah Comin' for the king, that's a far cry, I I come alive in the fall time, I The competition, I don't really listen I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumpin' New Edition House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table, cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah You talkin' money, need a hearin' aid You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the 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 motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Let a nigga brag 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 lookin' lavish Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan Girls get loose when they hear this song A hundred 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 20 racks a table, cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah You talkin' money, need a hearin' aid You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the 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 motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Writer(s): Thomas Bangalter, Abel Tesfaye, Martin Mckinney, Paul Emmanuel De Homem-christo, Jason Quenneville, Walter Henry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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