The Weeknd
Give it all (Material Girl)
[Verse 1]

I gotta confession to make
I don't rush a date, commitment is an enemy to me
But ever since your lips touched my face, it's like your kiss was laced
I'm lean, I'm lean, I'm lean, I usually like to slow down the pace
Love to tease and play, but girl I need to be direct with you
Cause in my mind your voice just replays, like a broken tape
What you do, what you do, what you do gon make a n***a...

Fall for you
Freefalling in the skyy in a bottle of booze
Im looking in the bottle & my world is blue
Strap my pistol then my laces then go kick it with the crew
My n***as is pullin bitches, while im thinking bout you
Your like a dirth thought, like im fucking in the dark
Like Da vinci made a porno, your a work of art
*uh , so let me hit it mommy quick I swear
I ain't stoppin til I give you my all

[Hook]

Ima give it, all, all, all, all, all, all, all (2x)

Pains me to realize you'll never be mine
Pretty girl light skinned with them big brown eyes
And the way she walks wit confidence that shits so fine
Like im staring at her jeans, while they huggin her thighs

Anyway man, its too painful to think about
Cuz its too late to attemt the tempting feelings that I have
When shes all packed up and she's bording the plane
Someone please hit me wit a shot of novocaine

Cuz I swear she's sweet enough to have a n***a get a filling
Not just feeling in the rubber but feeling that's in my heart
Now her future's looking bright while mine is so dim & dark
And the reason is she's college bond, shes making her mark
While im stuck in the hood trying not to fall apart

Man, fuck being prince if this is what im around
I would trade it for a pistol you n***as can have my crown
Cuz these chains only let me reach the borders of my town
And im tryin to get the fuck out before im trapped and bound now

I swear to god if I get you back
Ima treat you like my queen let you count my stacks
You'll be a material girl wit some arab money
& thats fasho ah fact

Ima give it, all, all, all, all, all, all, all

Super star under cover, you're my #1 fan
Give it to me right, less a diamond glow ya hand
Get you wetter than before, right after the dessert
Baby you're my dairy queen, watch you make my baby cream
Lady (lady) you're the one that I wanna spend my cash on
(spend my cash on my baby like)
Baby, just make sure that you'll always put your man on
What you do gonna make a n***a buy a ring for ya finger
Jimmies for ya feet, jeans for that back
Lingerie for the sheets
Material girl, anything you need
And I'mma give it to ya, to ya
Ima give it all, all, all

Trippin over you like a crack on the floor
Can't settle with a taste, babygirl give me more
Baby take the keys to my ride, to my home
Girl I'mma it rain like a tropical storm
Trippin over you like a crack on the floor
Can't settle with a taste, babygirl give me more
Baby take the keys to my ride, to my home
Girl I'mma it rain like a tropical storm

[2x]
Ring for ya finger
Jimmies for ya feet, jeans for that back
Lingerie for the sheets
Material girl, anything you need
And I'mma give it to ya, to ya
Ima give it all, I'mma give it all