Loft Music
by The Weeknd

Oh, oh-ooh
Oh (woah), oh (woah)
Oh, oh

They say my brain meltin'
And the only thing I'll tell 'em is
I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist
So, baby take your clothes off, a chance like this
You may never get to show off, show off
Show off what you talking 'bout
Unless you like to tease, baby
When in reality you don't know how to please, baby
Blue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby
Ride it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby
Better than your next man
And if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man
'Cause I don't play
Unless it's keys, then I play all day (All day)
Wet dream fry your brain all day, all day
I think you lost your morals, girl (What?)
But it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin'
In that two-floor loft in the middle of the city
After rollin' through the city with me
I promise you gon' see
That I'm only fuckin' 20, girl
Amnesia, put your mind in a dream world
What you doin' in the bathroom? (Woah)
I hear noises in the bathroom (Woah)
Baby, it's okay
We can do it in the living room
Seem to have 20 different pills in 'em
They tell us that they love us
Even though they want a next man
And the next man's bitch want the third man
Eddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places
Rehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces
Yeah, we know just how to get a buzz
Mix it with the hash, come fuck with us
I'm raw, mothafucka, I'm raw
My love so lost, and my niggas, man
These bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted
I'll plug any nigga that'll step
Man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em
'Til the ending of our credits
Life's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city
Please don't get offended when we don't answer your calls
What's good, young hoe? You about it?
Got a loft right now, you excited?
You excited

Ooh, ooh
Ah, ah
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
Ooh, what you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin'?
I been thinkin' 'bout, ooh
I know everything
I know everything
I know it all
I know it all
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ooh
Ooh-ahh, ahh, ahh
Ooh, oh no, no, no
Ahh, ahh-ooh, ooh

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Abel Tesfaye, Alex Scally, Jeremy Rose, Victoria Legrand

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