Remember You (feat. The Weeknd) (Explicit)

Remember You (feat. The Weeknd) (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa/The Weeknd

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 wanna 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 tongue 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

Sing it in my ears 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 boys

I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you

Bad 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 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

Light years past the class

Hit it don't have to pass

We the new Aftermath

After fame I just had to laugh

After fame I'm after cash

You's a fan of a player

I'm the man you's a hater

And I only smoke papers

That's how you tell them Taylors

Listen

Break it down rolling w**d 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 sh*t 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 f**k 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 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 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 w**d you take the wheel

We lose control

Drop the top in that 69

Not Motor 1 not old Chevelle

Can't say things like supposed to feel

Stacking all of this paper dawg

I like to call this sh*t old news

It means haters jocking our old moves

Popping champagne cause we made it

Pack in the Phantom we faded

All of this sh*t that I did I probably won't remember tomorrow

Good to you

Bad 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 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

Used to you

Through with you

All I ask of you is try to earn my memory

Make me remember you like you remember me

Used to you

Through with you

Memory

Remember you