Starboy chords by The Weeknd

Submitted by Mono

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   I’m tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
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P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
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Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
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All red Lamb’ just to tease you, ah
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None of these toys on lease too, ah
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Made your whole year in a week too, yah
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Main bitch out your league too, ah
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Side bitch out of your league too, ah

Pre-Chorus:
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House so empty, need a centerpiece
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20 racks a table cut from ebony
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She cut that ivory into skinny pieces
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Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
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You talking money, need a hearing aid
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You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
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Switch up my style, I take any lane
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I switch up my cup, I kill any pain


Chorus:
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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Look what you’ve done
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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Look what you’ve done
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy


Verse 2:
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Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
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Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
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Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
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Pockets overweight, gettin’ hefty, ah
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Coming for the king, that’s a far cry, ah
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I come alive in the fall time, I
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No competition, I don’t really listen
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I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition



Pre-Chorus:
             G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
            Am
20 racks a table cut from ebony
                G
She cut that ivory into skinny pieces
                         Am
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
                  G
You talking money, need a hearing aid
                  Am
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
                G
Switch up my style, I take any lane
                   Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain


Chorus:
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
         Am
Look what you’ve done
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
          Am
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
         Am
Look what you’ve done
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
          Am
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy



Verse 3:
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Let a nigga Brad Pitt

🏷Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
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Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
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Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
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Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan
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Girls get loose when they hear this song
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100 on the dash get me close to God
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We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars



Pre-Chorus:
 Am            G
  House so empty, need a centerpiece
            Am
20 racks a table cut from ebony
                G
She cut that ivory into skinny pieces
                         Am
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
                  G
You talking money, need a hearing aid
                  Am
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
                G
Switch up my style, I take any lane
                   Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain


Chorus:
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
         Am
Look what you’ve done
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
          Am
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
         Am
Look what you’ve done
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
          Am
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
         Am
Look what you’ve done
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
          Am
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
         Am
Look what you’ve done
        G
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
          Am
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy


THE END