Abel Makkonen Tesfaye, popularly known as The Weeknd, (born February 16, 1990 in Toronto, Ontario, Canada) is a Canadian R&B/pop/hip-hop singer. He has been referred to as the songbird of his generation and the best musical talent since Michael Jackson throughout his career.
The Weeknd gained widespread critical acclaim for his three mixtapes, House of Balloons, Thursday, and Echoes of Silence, which he later compiled to make a remastered, three-disc album titled Trilogy after signing his record deal with Republic.
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Wanted to make an acoustic version of The Weeknd's new song, the other versions weren't really doing it for me Leave any suggestions and corrections in the comments and I'll fix it if I think it needs it. Cheers xx
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[VERSE 1] AmC I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah G P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah F Milli point 2 just to hurt you, ah Am All red lamb just to tease you, ah C None of these toys on lease too, ah G Made your whole year in a week too, yah F Main bitch out of your league too, ah Am Side bitch out of your league too, ah
[HOOK] AmC House so empty need a centerpiece G 20 racks a table cut from ebony F Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Am Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby C You talking money need a hearing aid G You talking bout me I don't see the shade F Switch up my style I take any lane Am Switch up my cup I kill any pain
[CHORUS] AmG (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) F Look what you done! G (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
AmG (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) F Look what you done! G (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
[VERSE 2] AmC Every day a nigga try to test me, ah G Every day a nigga try to end me, ah F Pull off in that roadster sv, ah Am Pockets over weight gettin hefty, ah C Coming for the king that's a far cry I G I come alive in the fall time I F No competition I don't really listen I'm in the blue mulsanne bumping New Edition
[HOOK] AmC House so empty need a centerpiece G 20 racks a table cut from ebony F Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Am Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby C You talking money need a hearing aid G You talking bout me I don't see the shade F Switch up my style I take any lane Am Switch up my cup I kill any pain
[CHORUS] AmG (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) F Look what you done! G (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
AmG (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) F Look what you done! G (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
[VERSE 3] AmG Let a nigga Brad Pitt legend of the fall took the year like a bandit F Bought momma a crib and a brand new wagon G Now she hit the grocery shop lookin lavish Am Star trek roof in that wraith of khan G Girls get loose when they hear the song F 100 on the dash get me close to God G We don't pray for love we just pray for cars
[HOOK] AmC House so empty need a centerpiece G 20 racks a table cut from ebony F Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Am Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby C You talking money need a hearing aid G You talking bout me I don't see the shade F Switch up my style I take any lane Am Switch up my cup I kill any pain
[CHORUS] AmG (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) F Look what you done! G (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
AmG (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) F Look what you done! G (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a mother fuckin Starboy