Starboy    (video)

   Em                                                          D

1.     I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah,

                                                              C

    P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah.

                                                     D

    Milli point two just to hurt you, ah

                                                     Em

    all red Lamb’ just to tease you, ah.

                                                           D

    None of these toys on lease, too, ah,

                                                                 C

    made your whole year in a week, too, ah,

                                                        D

    main bitch out your league, too, ah,

                                                         Em

    side bitch out of your league, too, ah.

 

Em                                                  D

    House so empty, need a centrepiece,

                                                C

20 racks a table cut from ebony,

                                         D

cut that ivory into skinny pieces,

                                                                          Em

then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby.

                                                          D

You talking money, need a hearing aid,

                                                             C

you talking ‘bout me, I don't see the shade,

                                                D

switch up my style, I take any lane,

                                              Em

I switch up my cup, I kill any pain.

Em                         - D                                              C         D

    Ha ha ha ha ha,       ha ha ha, look what you've done, yeah !

                                       Em    - D                               C        - D

You’re a motherfuckin' starboy,      look what you've done !

                                      Em

You’re a motherfuckin' starboy.

 

                                                         D

2. Every day a nigga try to test me, ah,

                                                         C

    every day a nigga try to end me, ah.

                                                  D

    Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah,

                                                         Em

    pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah.

                                                              D

    Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah,

                                                 C

    I come alive in the fall time, ah,

 

    no competition, I don't really listen,

D

    I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition.

 

+  CHORUS

 

     Em                                                                         D

3. Let a nigga brag, Pitt Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit,

       C

    bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon.

       D

    Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish,

     Em

    Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan,

      D

    girls get loose when they hear this song.

     C

    100 on the dash get me close to God,

                      D

    we don't pray for love, we just pray for cars.

 

+  CHORUS              +  Em - D - C - D

 

                                          Em

+  You’re a motherfuckinstarboy !

 

(orig. = capo 4th; video = capo 5th)    (The Weeknd)