Lyrics The Weeknd - Vic August

Yeah, soon as I walk in I'm the hottest in the precinct
Been grimy so long I cannot do nothing decent
She heard them stories bout me she right to believe them
She know I'm what she need I fuck her to The Weekend, eh

Come put it on me
Let me see if that shit real or fake
I need a test run, yeah
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, yeah

Forty days and four hundred nights on the boulevard
I did everything I could do just tryna set it off
To pull up and see you covered in some lingerie
Like you put that on for me to come and take it off
But you big, big bugging I push your panties aside
I give you big, big loving I'm finna fuck up your thighs
Know it's some shit you stomach you falling, falling tonight
'Cos baby you know I'm the one for ya, yeah

Soon as I'm in it I'm the hottest in the deep end
Been grimy so long I cannot do nothing decent
You hear them stories bout me you should believe them
You know I'm what you need I fuck you to The Weekend, yeah

Come put it on me
Let me see if that shit real or fake
I need a test run, yeah
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, yeah

I put in more than I can count
I give you more than I allow
Do my own driving girl and this isn't no ordinary route
I'm tryna know what you about
And see if I can play it out

Know I put myself in situations I always come out of
You got a hold on me for real long as you hold it down
Just never fold on me you know that I'ma stick around
I do my best to impress ya and sex you up
Give me that lesson whenever I'm messing up

Soon as I walk in I'm the hottest - hottest - precinct
Been grimy so long I cannot do - not do - decent
She heard them stories bout me she right - she right - lieve them
She know I'm what she need I fuck her
To The Wee-wee-wee-wee-wee-wee-wee-wee

Fuck her to The Week-week-weeknd
(Fuck her to The Week-week-weeknd)
(Fuck her to The Week-week-weeknd)
(Fuck her to The Week-week-weeknd)
(Fuck her to The Week-week-weeknd)
(Fuck her to The Week-week-weeknd)