Lyrics Rolling Stone - The Weeknd
Ooh
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
ah
Now
you're
thinkin'
bout
it
Girl
you're
thinkin'
bout
it
What
we
got
here?
How
we
fuckin'
got
here?
They
recognize,
they
just
recognize
I'm
in
a
life
without
a
home
so
this
recognition's
not
enough
I
don't
care
about
nobody
else
'Cause
I've
been
on
these
streets
way
too
long,
too
long,
too
long
Baby
I've
been
on
this
too
long
It's
getting
faded
too
long
Got
me
on
this
rolling
stone,
so
I
take
another
hit
Kill
another
serotonin
with
a
handful
of
beans
And
a
chestful
of
weed
Got
me
singing
'bout
a
bitch
while
I'm
blowing
out
my
steam
Yeah,
I
know
I
got
my
issues
Why
you
think
I
fuckin'
flow?
And
I'ma
keep
on
smoking
'til
I
can't
hit
another
note
Ooh,
but
until
then,
I
got
you,
ooh
Baby
I
got
you,
ooh
Until
you're
used
to
my
face
And
my
mystery
fades
I
got
you,
ooh
So,
baby
love
me,
oh-oh
Before
they
all
love
me
Until
you
won't
love
me
Because
they'll
all
love
me
I'll
be
different,
ooh
I
think
I'll
be
different
I
hope
I'm
not
different
And
I
hope
you'll
still
listen
But
until
then
baby
I
got
you,
ooh,
ooh
I
got
you,
ooh
Girl
I
still
got
you,
ooh,
ooh
I
got
you,
ooh,
whoa
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