🎵 Starboy (Live) // by The Weeknd

5 ContributorsStarboy (Live) Lyrics [Intro] (Look what you've done) Hey, hey, hey Oh, we just getting started, Los Angeles, come on! (I'm a motherfuckin' starboy) (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) (Look what you've done) [Verse 1] 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, let's go [Pre-Chorus] House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks a table, cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny piеces Then she clеan 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 [Chorus] (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I see, I see Look what you've done (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Why? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' (Starboy) (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done, ooh, baby (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a motherfuckin' starboy [Verse 2] Every day, a nigga try to test me, ah Every day, a nigga try to end me, yah Pull off in that Roadster SV Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah Comin' 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, bumpin' New [Pre-Chorus] 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, man, I love my baby 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, say [Chorus] (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done, ooh, oh, oh (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done Los Angeles, look what you motherfuckin' done (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) (I'm a motherfuckin' starboy) [Verse 3] 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 [Pre-Chorus] 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, man, I love my baby 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, so let's [Chorus] (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done Oh, Los Angeles, look what you motherfuckin' done (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) (I'm a motherfuckin' starboy) (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done, ooh, baby (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a motherfuckin' starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' starboy (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Said look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy [Spoken] Los Angeles, look what you motherfuckin' done This is the last show of the first leg of this tour But we just getting started tonight Hit that shit