The Weeknd

Starboy(Chords)

The Weeknd

Watch the video lesson
Key: Am

roll up this ad to continue

	        Am                                                     C 
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah 
                                                       Dm 
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah 
                                                    F 
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah 
          G                                       Am 
All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah 
                                                C 
None of these toys on lease too, ah 
                                                        Dm 
Made your whole year in a week too, yah 
                                                  F 
Main bitch out your league too, ah 
                  G                                 Am 
Side bitch out of your league too, ah 

Pré-refrão 
                                               C 
House so empty, need a centerpiece 
                                                   Dm 
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony 
                                                    F 
She cut that ivory into skinny pieces 
                            G                                              Am 
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby 
                                                         C 
You talking money, need a hearing aid 
                                                       Dm 
You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade 
                                                   F 
Switch up my style, I take any lane 
                   G                            Am 
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain  

Am C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
C Every day a nigga try to test me, ah Dm Every day a nigga try to end me, ah F Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah G Am Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah C Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah Dm I come alive in the fall time, I F No competition, I don't really listen G Am I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition Pré-refrão C House so empty, need a centerpiece Dm Twenty racks a table cut from ebony F She cut that ivory into skinny pieces G Am Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby C You talking money, need a hearing aid Dm You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade F Switch up my style, I take any lane G Am I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Am C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Am Let a nigga Brad Pitt C Legend Of the Fall took the year like a bandit Dm Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon F G Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish Am Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan C Girls get loose when they hear this song Dm One hundred on the dash get me close to God F G We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars Pré-refrão C House so empty, need a centerpiece Dm Twenty racks a table cut from ebony F She cut that ivory into skinny pieces G Am Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby C You talking money, need a hearing aid Dm You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade F Switch up my style, I take any lane G Am I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Am C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Am C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy C (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Dm F Look what you've done G Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

See Also: