King Combs - Starboy (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: King Combs] Black coupes when I'm backing out Girls shoutin' out, I'm the man that they askin' 'bout And when you see me, know I'm in the latest Prolly with your favourite Count chips, Shawn be the greatest I'm a star, know you get the memo Yellin' money in a thing out the Limo Hot boy, rock ice and cut toys I be in Carribean, pretty ladies in the man I know you love when you see me, start hatin' It's like a dream when I pull up in that [?] Break bread with my team and I'm not faking Good things you never seen, win by any means And I ball like J. ya, swish I don't miss And with me you can have it all, show you how [?] Check the catalog, spend a hundred on my wrist With a snow bunny, when I'm runnin' in the 6 She says she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow She felt some friends, that's bad, and they ready to go And my main chick stay way outta your league Side chick, be the one, you be dressin' in me 'Cause I'm really major without a major Like I'm car-casion, Invasion, they wonder where I'm stayin' I'm smooth like The Rock boy, but I'm a bad boy Twenty years' from now we'll still be on top, I'm a Starboy [Chorus: The Weekend] Look what you've done I’m a motherf**in' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in' starboy [Verse 2: The Weekend] I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah Milli point two just to hurt you, ah All red Lamb’ just to tease you, ah None of these toys on lease too, ah Made your whole year in a week too, yah Main b**h out your league too, ah Side b**h out of your league too, ah [Pre-Chorus: The Weekend] House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking bout me, I don't see the shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I k** any pain [Chorus: The Weekend] Look what you've done I’m a motherf**in' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in' starboy [Verse 3: The Weekend] Every day a n***a try to test me, ah Every day a n***a try to end me, ah Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah I come alive in the fall time, I No competition, I don't really listen I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition [Pre-Chorus: The Weekend] House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking bout me, I don’t see the shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I k** any pain [Chorus: The Weekend] Look what you've done I’m a motherf**in' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in’ starboy [Verse 3: The Weekend] Let a n***a brag Pitt Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan Girls get loose when they hear this song 100 on the dash get me close to God We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars [Pre-Chorus: The Weekend] House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking 'bout me, I don't see the shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I k** any pain [Chorus: The Weekend] Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherf**in' starboy