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The Party & The After Party Lyrics - Houseofballoons - The Weeknd

I understand your body wants it 

I know your thoughts 

Oh you 'bout it, 'bout it 

You're a big girl and it's your world 

And I'ma let you do it how you wanna 

We can just ride with it, ride with it 

I know you know I know you wanna... with it 

Don't be shy pretty, I'll supply pretty 

I got you girl, oh I got it girl 

 

With your Louis V bag 

Tatts on your arms 

High-heel shoes make you six feet tall 

Everybody wants you, you can have them all 

But I got what you need 

Girl I got your bag, I got it all 

Hold your drink baby don't you fall 

Be there in a minute baby just one call 

You don't gotta ask me 

 

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You always come to the party 

To pluck the feathers off all the birds 

You always come to the party 

On your knees 

I will not beg you please 

 

Girl, pick up them shoes 

I'll race your ass up on them stairs 

Just grab a room I swear no one will interfere 

Girl bring your friends if you want, we can share 

Or we could keep it simple, baby 

We can just ride with it, ride with it 

I know you know I know you wanna... with it 

Don't be shy baby, I'll supply baby 

I got you girl, oh I got it girl 

 

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With your Louis V bag 

Tatts on your arms 

High-heel shoes make you six feet tall 

Everybody wants you, you can have them all 

But I got what you need 

Girl I got your bag, I got it all 

Hold your drink baby don't you fall 

Be there in a minute baby just one call 

You don't gotta ask me 

 

You always come to the party 

To pluck the feathers of all the birds 

You always come to the party 

On your knees 

I will not beg you please 

I will not... 

 

Ride with it, ride with it 

I know, you know, I know you wanna line with it 

Don't be shy pretty, I'll supply pretty 

I got you girl, oh I got it girl 

 

Won't you lie with it, lie with it 

I know you know I know you wanna... 

I got you girl, oh I got you girl 

 

Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl 

I think I'm fucking gone 

Rolling on this floor 

Messing up your carpet 

I'll get on it after four 

My sessions are the strong on your floor 

Shouldn't have fucking rolled 

But I fucking rolled 

Feeling like a million bucks before 

I walk through the store 

When I walk through your door 

Can't believe I made it but I made it that's for sure 

For sure, loving I need more, I need yours 

She ain't looking for that unconditional 

What the fuck these bitches on 

They want what I'm sittin' on 

They don't want my love 

They just want my potential 

Fuck it though, sippin' on this 

Baby livin' off bliss got me drowning in your love 

Got me drowning in the mist 

Gimme my attention or I'll start drowning from my wrist 

 

Baby if you knew the feeling I would give to you 

Oh you 

You, oh you 

'Cause I got it girl, oh I got it girl 

With me, with me 

Oh you, oh you 

Oh you, oh you 

Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl 

With me, with me 

 

I got a brand new girl call it Rudolph 

She'll probably OD before I show her to mama 

All these girls tryna tell me she got no love 

And all these girls never ever got her blow job 

Ringtone on silent 

And if she stops then I might get violent 

No calls worth stopping 

So mama please stop calling 

We could play all night 

It just takes one night 

To let me fucking prove this feeling I'ma give to you 

Oh you, you 

Oh you, Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl 

With me, with me 

Oh you, oh you 

Oh you, oh you 

Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl 

With me, with me 

 

Oh I got it girl 

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