Weeknd (The)

The Party & The After Party
I understand your body wants itI know your thoughtsOh you 'bout it, 'bout itYou're a big girl and it's your worldAnd I'ma let you do it how you wannaGirl alright baby, right babyI know you know I know you wanna... with itDon't be shy baby, I'll supply babyI got you girl, oh I got it girlWith your Louis V bagTatts on your armsHigh-heel shoes make you six feet tallEverybody wants you, you can have them allBut I got what you needGirl I got your bag, I got it allHold your drink baby don't you fallBe there in a minute baby just one callYou don't gotta ask meYou always come to the partyTo pluck the feathers off all the birdsYou always come to the partyOn your kneesI will not beg you pleaseSongtexteGirl, pick up them shoesI'll race your ass up on them stairsJust grab a room I swear no one will interfereGirl bring your friends if you want, we can shareOr we could keep it simple, babyWe can just ride baby, ride babyI know you know I know you wanna... with itDon't be shy baby, I'll supply babyI got you girl, oh I got it girlWith your Louis V bagTatts on your armsHigh-heel shoes make you six feet tallEverybody wants you, you can have them allBut I got what you needGirl I got your bag, I got it allHold your drink baby don't you fallBe there in a minute baby just one callYou don't gotta ask meYou always come to the partyTo pluck the feathers of all the birdsYou always come to the partyOn your kneesI will not beg you pleaseI will not...Line with it, line with itI know, you know, I know you wanna line with itDon't be shy baby, I'll supply babyI got you girl, oh I got it girlWon't you line with it, line with itI know you know I know you wanna...I got you girl, oh I got you girlOh I got it girl, oh I got it girlI think I'm fucking goneRolling on this floorMessing up your carpetI'll get on it after fourMy [?]Shouldn't have fucking rolledBut I fucking rolledFeeling like a million bucks beforeI walk through the storeWhen I walk through the doorCan't believe I made it but I made it that's for sureFor sure, loving I need more, I need yoursShe ain't looking for that unconditionalWhat the fuck these bitches onThey want what I'm sittin' onThey don't want my loveThey just want my potentialFuck it though, sippin' on thisBaby livin' off bliss got me drowning in your loveGot me drowning in the mistGimme my attention or I'll start drowning from [?]Baby if you knew the feeling I would give to youOh youYou, oh you'Cause I got it girl, oh I got it girlWith me, with meOh you, oh youOh you, oh youOh I got it girl, oh I got it girlWith me, with meI got a brand new girl call it RudolphShe'll probably OD before I show her to mamaAll these girls tryna tell me she got no loveAnd all these girls never got a blow jobRingtone on silentAnd if you stop then I might get violentNo calls worth stoppingSo mama please stop callingWe could play all nightIt just takes one nightTo let me fucking prove this feeling I'ma give to youOh you, youOh you, Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girlWith me, with meOh you, oh youOh you, oh youOh I got it girl, oh I got it girlWith me, with meOh I got it girl Aus Songtexte Mania