The Weeknd — Glass Table Girls Demo

[Intro] La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Ehh, ehh, uh [Verse] [?] with the homies while we're waiting for a Couple of women who be down to trip [?] [?] While trippin' off their faces This molly got us zombie, got me feeling all sedated White girl loving With a van full of hippies Who love us, so lovely They didn't even hesitate to touch us They love us, so we lust them No one will catch them No one can help them Two puffs for the lady who be down for that Whatever, together Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it Then watch us chase it With a handful of pills, no chasers Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers And she bad and her head bad Escaping, her van is a Wonderland And it's half-past six Read skies 'cause time don't exist But when the stars shine back to the crib Superstar lines back at the crib And we can test out the tables We got some brand new tables All glass and it's four feet wide But it's a must to get us ten feet high She give me sex in a handbag Yeah, I get her wetter than a wet nap And no closed doors So I listen to her moans echo (Echo, echo, echo) Echo (Echo, echo, echo) "I heard he do drugs now" You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute We just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it Yeah, I'm always on that okey dokey Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony Big O know the deal, he the one who showed me Watch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me "Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?" "She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony" I cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story Yeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me Ain't no offense, though, I promise you If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams And we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street [Outro] La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh, ehh) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables (Ehh, ehh) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables (Ayy, ehh) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables Bring out the glass tables


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