WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | The Weeknd - Starboy Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse 1]
Am Em
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
C
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
G
Milli point 2 just to hurt you, ah
Am
All red lamb just to tease you, ah
Em
None of these toys on lease too, ah
C
Made your whole year in a week too, yah
G
Main b**ch out of your league too, ah
Am
Side b**ch out of your league too, ah
[Pre-Chorus]
Am Em
House so empty need a centerpiece
C
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
G
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
G
Then she clean it with her face, man
I love my baby
Am Em
You talking money need a hearing aid
C
You talking bout me I don't see the shade
G
Switch up my style I take any lane
I switch up my cup I kill any pain
[Chorus]
Am Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
[Verse 2]
Em
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
C
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
G
Pull off in that roadster SV, ah
Am
Pockets over weight gettin hefty, ah
Em
Coming for the king that's a far cry I
C
I come alive in the fall time I
G
No competition I don't really listen
Am
I'm in the blue mulsanne bumping New Edition
[Pre-Chorus]
Am Em
House so empty need a centerpiece
C
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
G
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
G
Then she clean it with her face, man
I love my baby
Am Em
You talking money need a hearing aid
C
You talking bout me I don't see the shade
G
Switch up my style I take any lane
I switch up my cup I kill any pain
[Chorus]
Am Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
[Verse 3]
Em
Let a nigga Brad Pitt legend of the fall
C
Took the year like a bandit
G
Bought momma a crib and a brand new wagon
Am
Now she hit the grocery shop lookin lavish
Em
Star Trek groove in that Wrath of Khan
C
Girls get loose when they hear the song
G
Hundred on the dash get me close to God
Am
We don't pray for love we just pray for cars
[Pre-Chorus]
Am Em
House so empty need a centerpiece
C
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
G
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
G
Then she clean it with her face, man
I love my baby
Am Em
You talking money need a hearing aid
C
You talking bout me I don't see the shade
G
Switch up my style I take any lane
I switch up my cup I kill any pain
[Chorus]
Am Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy
Em C
Look what you've done
G Am
I'm a mother f**kin' Starboy