The Weeknd - Ebony

[Verse 1] I'm hella posted in the TRUMP now I think I've finally fell in love now Her name is Tammy, she got hella bitches She let me fuck 'em while my niggas film it My place so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks a table, cut from ebony She cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby Man, I love my baby Man, I love my baby Trust me, trust me, I love my baby Man, I love my baby Man, I love my baby Trust me, trust me [Break] Oh, yeah, oh, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, yeah Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, yeah Ooh, oh, yeah Ooh [Verse 2] I turned the Ritz into a poor house It's like eviction number four now Go 'head an' ash it on the floor now Girl, go 'head an' show me how you go down Man, I feel like my whole body peakin' I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide Got me higher than a nigga from the westside Eastcoast nigga reppin' northside, never waste a ho's time Bitch, I'm on my own time, fuck a nigga cosign 'Cause I get it better like proline Baby girl, I don't lie Used to have no money for a crib Now my room service still cost your whole life Nigga try to me step me, I go all-out military I'm camo'd all-out like I'm in the military Free my nigga Jack, wish he was out in February Perfect time to come out for the album drop [Chorus] But this shit a throwaway I got 'em sweatin' off a throwaway Man, this shit is such a throwaway (This ain't that album man, this shit's a throwaway) [Verse 3] I don't seem to envy niggas 'round me All I do is cut niggas from 'round me And they know the reason they got cut You can lie to the best just to get a buzz 'Cause these niggas know I do offend Poppin' masters overhead, pullin' strings Nigga, I'm the reason everybody gettin' high Singin' slow, rockin' camo tees and white hoes But they can have it, I touch any lane Man, it don't matter, kill it anyway Arenas in the spring, I'm hella paid That means hella face, hella mouth, hella brain These bitches goin' hard, they losin' shame I got 'em trainin' like they losin' weight I'm in Miami, I fuck every day [Chorus] I never slow the pace, this shit's a throwaway I got 'em sweatin' off a throwaway Man, this shit is such a throwaway Yeah, yeah [Outro] (This ain't that album man, this shit's a throwaway)