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NAV
Stimme und Gesang
The Weeknd
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter:in
Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Shin Kamiyama
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jaycen Joshua
Mischtechniker:in
Maddox Chhim
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
David Nakaji
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Raphael Mesquita
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
NAV
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah
Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah (Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah)
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah, yeah
[Verse 2]
If I'ma talk, I'ma talk
I'ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys
We would split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot
Was a **** meal
Now that we on, that we on
We gon' split a mil'
I take a jet, take a jet
When I'm overseas
None of my girls, of my girls
Gon' get over me
Shoutout to Hawk, shout-out Dooley
Shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros
Till the death of me
Nobody, nobody know
How I really be
I got some bars for a ****
If he wanna see
Dress up your talk
If a **** wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls
I don't want apologies
Everyone said, yeah
They said I was gonna peak
Most number ones, number ones
In a **** league
I think your girl, think your girl
Fell in love with me
She say my fuck, and my tongue game
A remedy
[Verse 3]
Oh, yeah, yeah
I just hit a lick
And I know you feelin' some way
I just took that chick
And I know you feelin' some way, oh, yeah
She just want a **** like me
You feelin' some way, way, way
She just want a **** like me
I ain't playing no
[Verse 4]
Way
We got 'em feelin' some way
Way
'Cause you see XO in the place
Told her wait
I gotta get myself together
It's a date
I spent two thousand on the sweater
Way
I think the belt inside the store
Look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better
On her face
This bitch got addicted
All she did was take a taste
Now, you gettin' mad
Because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the Hills straight from the trap
I'ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills
I told her, "Stop it"
Check my lil' pocket
I got options
I'm the first brown boy
To get it poppin'
If I say the word
My shooters gonna pop 'em
[Verse 5]
Oh, yeah
I just hit a lick
And I know you feelin' some way
I just took that chick
And I know you feelin' some way, oh, yeah
She just want a **** like me
You feelin' some way, way, way
She just want a **** like me
I ain't playing no games
Written by: Navraj Singh Goraya, The Weeknd