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, oh, yeah [Bridge] 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 turn the Ritz into a poor house It's like eviction number four now Go 'head and ash it on the floor now Girl, go 'head and show me how you go down And I feel my whole body peakin' And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide Got me higher than a nigga from the West Side East coast nigga reppin' North Side, never waste a ho's time Bitch, I'm on my own time, fuck a nigga co-sign '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 bill 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 But this shit a throwaway [Chorus] I got 'em sweatin' off a throwaway Man, this shit is such a throwaway This ain't that album shit, man This just a throwaway [Verse 3] I don't seem to have you niggas 'round me All I do is cut niggas from 'round me And they know the reason why they got cut You can lie to the press just to get a buzz 'Cause these niggas know that I do everything Puppet master over heads, I'm 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 I never slow the pace, this shit's a throwaway [Chorus] Mmm, I got 'em sweatin' off a throwaway (Yeah, mhm) Man, this shit is such a throwaway, yeah, yeah This ain't that album shit, man This just a throwaway