Make Me Remember You Lyrics - Singles - Wiz Khalifa

[Intro: 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 talk slurred cause I'm so throwed 

And I'm wiping sweat from my last show 

He's TG and I'm XO 

I'm only here for one night 

And I'ma be your memory 

Say it in my ear, 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 voice 

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

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[Hook: The Weeknd] 

Bad b*tch, girl I think I might get used to you 

I'ma 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 b*tch, girl I think I might get used to you 

I'ma 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 

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] 

Old rapping ass 

Lightyears past the class 

Hit it, don't have to pass 

N*gga, we the new Aftermath 

N*ggas after fame, I just had to laugh 

N*ggas after fame, I'm after cash 

You's a fan, I'm a player 

I'm the man, you's a hater 

And I only smoke papers 

That's how you tell I'm Taylor'd 

N*gga listen 

Break it down, rolling weed on the island of my kitchen 

And not a thing goes down 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*ck 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 

[Hook: The Weeknd] 

Good to you 

Bad b*tch, girl I think I might get used to you 

I'ma 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 b*tch, girl I think I might get used to you 

I'ma 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 

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 

I'm on some gin, you on some gin 

I'm moving slow, I'm driving fast 

I hit the weed, you take the wheel 

We lose control 

Drop the top in that '69 

And that motor roar in that old Chevelle 

Can't say a thing, that's how you 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 

Back of the Phantom, we faded 

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

[Hook: The Weeknd] 

Good to you 

Bad b*tch, girl I think I might get used to you 

I'ma 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 b*tch, girl I think I might get used to you 

I'ma 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