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[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
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 out your league too, ah,
Side bitch out of your league too, ah!

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
House so empty, need a centerpiece,
Twenty racks a table carved 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 hearing aid,
You talkin’ ‘bout me, I don’t see a shade,
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane,
I switch out my cup, I kill any pain.

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Daft Punk]
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!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Look what you’ve done.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!

[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
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 ever listen,
I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumpin’ New Edition.

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
House so empty, need a centerpiece,
Twenty racks a table carved 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 hearing aid,
You talkin’ ‘bout me, I don’t see a shade,
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane,
I switch out my cup, I kill any pain.

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Daft Punk]
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!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Look what you’ve done.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!

[Verse 3: The Weeknd]
Let a nigga Brad Pitt,
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit,
Buy my ma 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,
100 on the dash get me close to God,
We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars.

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
House so empty, need a centerpiece,
Twenty racks a table carved 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 hearing aid,
You talkin’ ‘bout me, I don’t see a shade,
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane,
I switch out my cup, I kill any pain.

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Daft Punk]
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!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!
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!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!
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!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!
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!
I’m a mothafuckin’ Starboy!