The Weeknd
I don't like to chill with girls 'cause most of them are bitches
Except for my momma, she taught me how to make riches
Lots of people hate me 'cause they see the way I'm livin'
Talking shit will get you hit bitch, you should mind your business
You should mind your business bitch 'cause I always mind mine
You should mind your business bitch 'cause I ain't got the time
My baby makes a lot of money from the fiends
Turns that paper into powder then wipes it clean
Now he can't feel his face, he's feelin' like The Weeknd
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
He can't feel his face but he can feel this fuckin' tongue
Who cares? We're both in love, it doesn't matter that we're young
And I have never felt so pretty (no)
Than when he's next to me
When my baby's next to me
I taught myself how
I taught myself how
I taught myself how to sing listening to Trilogy
My baby makes a lot of money from the fiends
Turns that paper into powder then wipes it clean
Now he can't feel his face, he's feelin' like The Weeknd
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
He feels like he's tweakin' now
Baby, you're fine, please calm down
He feels like he's tweakin' now
Baby, you're fine, please calm down
My baby makes a lot of money from the fiends
Turns that paper into powder then wipes it clean
Now he can't feel his face, he's feelin' like The Weeknd
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
Except for my momma, she taught me how to make riches
Lots of people hate me 'cause they see the way I'm livin'
Talking shit will get you hit bitch, you should mind your business
You should mind your business bitch 'cause I always mind mine
You should mind your business bitch 'cause I ain't got the time
My baby makes a lot of money from the fiends
Turns that paper into powder then wipes it clean
Now he can't feel his face, he's feelin' like The Weeknd
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
He can't feel his face but he can feel this fuckin' tongue
Who cares? We're both in love, it doesn't matter that we're young
And I have never felt so pretty (no)
Than when he's next to me
When my baby's next to me
I taught myself how
I taught myself how
I taught myself how to sing listening to Trilogy
My baby makes a lot of money from the fiends
Turns that paper into powder then wipes it clean
Now he can't feel his face, he's feelin' like The Weeknd
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
He feels like he's tweakin' now
Baby, you're fine, please calm down
He feels like he's tweakin' now
Baby, you're fine, please calm down
My baby makes a lot of money from the fiends
Turns that paper into powder then wipes it clean
Now he can't feel his face, he's feelin' like The Weeknd
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
Vertigo makes him feel like he's tweakin'
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Writer(s): Kirsten Mccloskey
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