The Weeknd feat Daft Punk - Starboy

Am G
I’m tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
G F
F1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
F G
Milli point 2 just to hurt you, ah
Am
All red lamb just to tease you, ah
Am G
None of these toys on lease too, ah
G F
Made your whole year in a week too, yah
F
Main bitch out of your league too, ah
F Am
Side bitch out of your league too, ah

Am G
House so empty need a centrepiece
G F
Twenty racks a table cut from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
F
Then she clean it with her face but
F
I love my baby
Am
You talking money need to hear a name
G
You talking about me
F
I don’t see the shade
F G
Switch up my style I take any lane
G
I switch up my cup I kill any pain

F
Look what you’ve done!
F G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G Am
I’m a mother fuckin’ Starboy
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G F
Look what you’ve done!
F G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G Am
I’m a mother fuckin’ Starboy..

Am G
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
G F
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
F G
Pull off in that roadster sv, ah
G Am
Pockets over weight gettin hefty, ah
Am G
Coming for the king that’s a far cry I
G F
I come alive in the fall time I
F G
No competition I don’t really listen
G
I’m in the blue moon song
Am
bumping New Edition

Am G
House so empty need a centerpiece
G F
Twenty racks a table cut from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
F
Then she clean it with her face but
F
I love my baby
Am
You talking money need a hearing aid
G
You talking about me
F
I don’t see the shade
F G
Switch up my style I take any lane
G
I switch up my cup I kill any pain

Am G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
F
Look what you’ve done!
F G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G Am
I’m a mother fuckin’ Starboy
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G F
Look what you’ve done!
F G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G Am
I’m a mother fuckin’ Starboy

Am
Let a nigga Brad Pitt
G
legend of the fall
G
Took the year like a bandit
F
Bought momma a crib and
F
a brand new wagon
G
Now she hit the grocery
G
shop look-in lavish
Am
Star trek roof in
Am
that wrath of khan
G
Girls get loose when
G
they hear the song
F
Hundred on the dash
F
get me close to God
G
We don’t pray for love
G
we just pray for cars

Am G
House so empty need a centrepiece
G F
Twenty racks a table cut from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
F
Then she clean it with her face
F
But I love my baby
Am
You talking money need a hearing aid
G
You talking about me
F
I don’t see the shade
F G
Switch up my style I take any lane
G
I switch up my cup I kill any pain

Am G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
F
Look what you’ve done!
F G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G Am
I’m a mother fuckin’ Starboy
Am G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G F
Look what you’ve done!
F G
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G Am
I’m a mother fuckin’ Starboy (x2)