The Weeknd - The Party & the After Party Lyrics

Lyrics The Party & the After Party - The Weeknd



I understand, your body wants it
I know your thoughts, oh, you 'bout it, 'bout it
You're a big girl, and it's your world
And I'ma let you do it how you wanna
Girl, now ride wit it, ride wit it
I know you know, I know you wanna (ride) wit it
Don't be shy wit it, I'll supply wit it
I got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl
With your Louis V. bag, tats on your arms
High heel shoes, make you six feet tall
Everybody wants you, you can have them all
But I got what you need...
Girl, I got your bag, I got it all
Hold your drink, baby, don't you fall
Be there in a minute, baby, just one call
You don't gotta ask me
(You always come to the parties)
(To pluck the feathers off all the birds)
(You always come to the parties)
(On your knees)
(I will not beg you, please)
Girl, pick up them shoes, I'll race your ass up all them stairs
Just grab a room, I swear no one will interfere
Girl, bring your friends, if you want we can share
Or we can keep it simple, baby, we can just-
Ride wit it, ride wit it
I know you know, I know you wanna - wit it
Don't be shy wit it, I'll supply wit it
I got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl
With your Louis V. bag, tats on your arms
High heel shoes, make you six feet tall
Everybody wants you, you can have them all
But I got what you need...
Girl, I got your bag, I got it all
Hold your drink, baby, don't you fall
Be there in a minute, baby, just one call
You don't gotta ask me
(You always come to the parties)
(To pluck the feathers off all the birds)
(You always come to the parties)
(On your knees)
(I will not beg you, please)
(I will not, I will not)
(I will not, I will not)
Ride wit it, ride wit it
I know you know, I know you wanna line wit it
Don't be shy wit it, I'll supply wit it
I got you girl, oh, I got it girl
I know you wanna line wit it, line wit it
I know you know, I know you wanna-
Uh, uh, uh, oh, I got you girl, oh, I got you girl
Oh, oooh, aaah, ooh
Oh, I got it girl, oh, I got it girl
I think I'm fuckin' gone, rollin' on this floor
Messin' up your carpet, I'll get on it after four more
Sessions of the strong on your floor
Shouldn't fuckin' rolled, but I fuckin' pulled
Feelin' like a billion bucks before I walked through this door
When I walked through your door
Can't believe I made it, but I made it, that's for sure
For sure, your lovin', I need more, I need yours
She ain't lookin' for that unconditional
What the fuck these bitches on?
They want what I'm sittin' on
They don't want my love, they just want my potential
Fuck it, I'll be sippin' on this, baby, livin' off bliss
Got me drownin' in your love, got me drownin' in the mist
Gimme right attention or I'll start drownin' from my wrist
Baby, if you knew
The feelin' I would give to you
You, oh, you...
'Cause I got it girl, oh, I got it girl
With me, with me
Woah, you, oh, you, oh, you...
Oh, I got it girl, oh, I got it girl
With me, with me
I got a brand new girl, call her Rudolph
She'll probably O.D. before I show her to momma
All these girls try to tell me she got no love
But all these girls never ever got her blow job
Ringtone on silent
And if she stops, then I might get violent
No call is worth stoppin'
So, momma, please, stop callin'
We can play all night
It just takes one night
To let me fuckin' prove
This feelin' I would give to you
Oh, you, you, oh, you
Oh, I got it girl, yeah, I got it girl
With me, with me, with me
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, I got it girl, yeah, I got it girl
With me, with me
Oh, oh, uoh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, I got it girl



Writer(s): Alex Kristian Scally, Abel Tesfaye, Victoria Garance Alixe Legrand, Jeremy Rose, Marcel Rainer Millar Blanchaer


The Weeknd - House of Balloons
Album House of Balloons
date of release
17-02-2015




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