Remember You (feat. The Weeknd)

歌詞

She's about to earn some bragging rights I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night Girl take pride in what you want to do Even if that means a new man every night inside of you Baby I don't mind You can tell by how I roll Cause my clique hard and my cup cold My talk slurred cause I'm so throwed And I'm wiping sweat from my last show And he's TG and I'm XO I'm only here for one night And I'mma be your memory Say it in my ear so I can hear what you're saying to me I got cups full of that Rose Smoke anything that's passed to me Don't worry 'bout my voice I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you Bad bitch girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Bad bitch girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Old rapping ass Lightyears past the class Hit it don't have to pass Nigga we the new Aftermath Niggas after fame I just had to laugh Niggas after fame I'm after cash You's a fan I'm a player I'm the man you's a hater And I only smoke papers That's how you tell I'm Taylor'd Nigga listen Break it down rolling weed on the island of my kitchen And not a thing comes out without permission Look everything I got on I was made for Everything that I got I done came for All the shit that you see I done slaved for All the cars and the crib yeah that's paid for Need I say more Spend so much money on clothes Said fuck a store making my own I hope that you're rolling one up while you're singing along And know I was rolling one while I was making this song Pour out some shots You're taking too long Young and I'm rich And plus all of my friends on that Bombay and lemonade Good to you Bad bitch girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Bad bitch girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me I'm on some gin you on some gin I'm moving slow I'm driving fast I hit the weed you take the wheel We lose control Drop the top in that 69 And that motor roar in that old Chevelle Can't say a thing how you supposed to feel Stacking all of this paper dawg I like to call this shit old news It means haters jocking our old moves Popping champagne cause we made it Back of the Phantom we faded All of this shit that I did I probably won't remember tomorrow Good to you Bad bitch girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Bad bitch girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me