Lyrics

I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah Milli point 2 just to hurt you, ah All red lamb just to tease you, ah None of these toys on the lease too, ah Made your whole year in a week too, yah Main chick out of your league too, ah Side chick 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 Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby... You talking money need a hearing aid You talking 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 (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done! (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Don't you know that I'm a Starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done! (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Don't you know that I'm a Starboy Everyday your brother try to test me, ah Everyday your brother try to end me, ah Pull off in that roadster sv, ah Pockets over weight getting hefty, ah Coming for the king that's a far cry I 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 Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby... You talking money need a hearing aid You talking 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 (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done! (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Don't you know that I'm a Starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done! (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Don't you know that I'm a Starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Don't you know that I'm a Starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Writer(s): Martin Mckinney, Thomas Bangalter, Henry Walter, Abel Tesfaye, Jason Quenneville, Guillaume Emmanuel Homem Christo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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