Song Details:
Artist: The Weeknd
Album: Starboy
Released: 2017
Genre: R&B,soul
Reminder Lyrics
Record man play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face-numbing off a bag a blow…
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane…
You know me, you know me, you know me
Every time you try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me…
Said I’m just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’m a keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG…
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out, hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you ’cause…
You know me, you know me
You know me, you know me
Every time you try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me…
Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl, won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl, won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, won’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl, won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing…
‘Cause you know me, they know me
You ain’t know me now you know me…
