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26 de Fevereiro, 2017

MÚSICA NOVA DO DIA I The Weeknd - Reminder

«The Weeknd, que celebrou no dia 16 de fevereiro o seu 27º aniversário, divulgou o vídeo de "Reminder", novo single do álbum Starboy. O teledisco tem como convidados Drake, A$AP Rocky, Travis Scott e French Montana, entre outros.» FONTE REVISTA BLITZ

 

LETRA: REMINDER

 

Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain't XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking 'bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I'm like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I'm mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I'mma keep on singing while I'm burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I'm getting home
When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell you cause

You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Why don't you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don't you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won't you work something, work something
For the Don, don't you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won't you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don't you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won't you work something, work something
For the Don, don't you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

Cause you know man, they know me
You ain't know man, now you know me

 

Written by Abel Tesfaye • Copyright © Songs Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
 

 

 

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