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Get the embed code The Weeknd - Beauty Behind the Madness Album You Are4.Can't Feel My Face5.Can't Feel My Face (Martin Garrix Remix)6.Dark Times7.Earned It (Fifty Shades of Grey)8.In the Your Friends14.The HillsThe Weeknd Lyrics provided by
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Lay them on the fucking table, we got choicesĪnd if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices Now we get faded, when we want girl, we got choices Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his JordansĪnd flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix I used to roam around the town when I was homeless I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke Besides having written numerous popular Christian songs with his wife, Gloria, he is also known for performing as part of the Bill Gaither Trio, and the Gaither Vocal Band. Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon Gaither is an American singer and songwriter of southern gospel and Contemporary Christian music. Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual Tell Your Friends Lyrics Intro Ooh-ooh-ooh D-D-Danny Wolf Ayy, Dilip Chorus I'ma have a party tonight, go tell your friends, bitch You ain't gettin' money, then you ain't gettin' in, bitch. When I had no crib I guess you call that shit a miracle I'm just tryna live life through a new lensĭriving by the streets I used to walk through I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killingĪnd I miss my city man it's been a minuteĬruise through the west-end in my new Benz I'm still rocking camo and still roll with shooters I’m talking about the ones from the beginningĭon't believe the rumours bitch, I'm still a user Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill. Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it. I think these hoes deserve another fixing Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen. Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill Go tell them what you know, what you seen I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing These niggas they been doing too much flexingĪnd they’re about to call the wrong attentionĪnd I ain't got no patience, no more testing Written By: Carl Mashall, Robert Holmes & The Weeknd I will respond within 24 hours or less.Produced By: Carl Mashall, Che Pope, Kanye West, Mike Dean & Robert Holmes If you want to remove a song that you own on my channel please e-mail me. We just want to make everyone understand the songs lyrics. "Important: We don't own any of the songs. Because of the spiritual's oral tradition, variants in text and melody exist. Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choicesĪnd if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices The 'go, tell,' which initially applied to the singers caroling on the university campus, is a signal for us to leave the comfortable confines of Christian worship and 'go, tell' the message of Christ's redemption to the whole world. Here are poems to toast relationships that are decades in the making. They already know your old stories, and they know your idiosyncrasies. Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices There’s something easy and comforting about being with old friends. Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagonĪnd I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle I'm just tryna live life through a new lensĭrivin' by the streets I used to walk through Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute (Been a minute)Ĭruise through the west-end in my new Benz (Ooh, woah) I'ma spend it all on bitches (On bitches) I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin' I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin' (Oh, oh, oh)ĭon't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user I think these hoes deserve another fixin' (Fixin') This year I'ma focus on the vision (The vision)
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racistĭo an ounce, get some dick, tell her friends about it I do shit how I want, don't need no blessin' These niggas, they been doin' too much flexin'Īnd they about to call the wrong attentionĪnd I don't got no patience, no more testin'
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