Double Fantasy - The Weeknd ft. Future | Temperature risin', bodies united
Now that I trapped you in my arms
No need to fight it, no need to hide it
Now that I've seen what's in your heart
by Sanderlei Silveira ® - 04/06/2023 - US (xxnx) X2
Double Fantasy - The Weeknd ft. Future | Temperature risin', bodies united
Now that I trapped you in my arms
No need to fight it, no need to hide it
Now that I've seen what's in your heart
Baby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you
And baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Even though it's wrong
It's wrong
Even though it's wrong, baby
My girl
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
You want me inside it, beg me to slide in
Knowing we should have never met
Girl, when you ride it, see you decide it
Don't say those words that you'll regret
Baby girl, I can tell that you think that I'm right for you
I already know that it's not true, but girl, I'll lie to you
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Even though it's wrong (Yeah, yeah)
It's wrong (Yeah, yeah)
Even though it's wrong, baby (Yeah, yeah)
My girl (Yeah)
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh
[Verse 2: Future]
We do the things, but we know it's wrong
All on my skin, you all in my palm
I sent you an envelope, came with a poem
You possess venom, that came with a charm
You get the good out me when I perform
I know the bad in you, that's what I want
And you a baddie, you turnin' me on
Fiend for your demons, I know where this goin'
Love when you fuckin' me, talkin', I know what you doin'
Caught up in love, what the fuck is we doin'?
Models and bottles with us, ain't nothin' to it
I tell you, "I got you," that's well understood
Your legs on the bed, got your head on the floor
We go out shoppin' whenever we get bored
We get it poppin', leave nothin' in the store
If I go to Saturn, I know that you goin'
Fuck me on Saturday, early in the mornin'
Flyer than a bird, she gon' open her door
Screamin' out murder, but showin' you remorse
Gotta be cautious, can't pay the support
Stars in the ceilin', don't feel like a Porsche
Came from the trenches, just livin' at war
Once was a prostitute, I can afford you
The one I adore
[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
Temperature risin', bodies united
Now that I trapped you in my arms
No need to fight it, no need to hide it
Now that I’ve seen what's in your heart
Baby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you
And baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Even though it's wrong
It's wrong
Even though it's wrong, baby
My girl
Risin Teochta ', Comhlachtaí Aontaithe
Anois go ndearna mé tú i mo lámha
Ní gá é a throid, ní gá é a cheilt
Anois go bhfaca mé a bhfuil i do chroí
Cailín leanbh, is mise an t -aon duine a bhfuil aithne aige ar an taobh seo díot
Agus a leanbh, tá a fhios agat gur féidir liom a tharraingt amach cad atá istigh ionat
[Cór: The Weeknd]
Cé go bhfuil sé mícheart
Tá sé mícheart
Cé go bhfuil sé mícheart, leanbh
Mo chailín
OH-OOH-OH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OH-OH (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
OH-OOH-OH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OH-OH (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
OH-OH-OH
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Ba mhaith leat mé taobh istigh de, impigh orm sleamhnú isteach
A fhios agam nár cheart dúinn a bheith comhlíonta riamh
Cailín, nuair a thiomáineann tú é, féach go gcinneann tú é
Ná habair na focail sin a mbeidh aiféala ort
Cailín Leanbh, is féidir liom a rá go gceapann tú go bhfuil mé ceart duitse
Tá a fhios agam cheana féin nach bhfuil sé fíor, ach cailín, beidh mé i mo luí ort
[Cór: The Weeknd]
Cé go bhfuil sé mícheart (yeah, yeah)
Tá sé mícheart (yeah, yeah)
Cé go bhfuil sé mícheart, leanbh (yeah, yeah)
Mo chailín (yeah)
OH-OOH-OH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OH-OH (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
OH-OOH-OH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OOH-WOAH, OH-OH (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
OH-OH-OH
[Verse 2: Todhchaí]
Déanaimid na rudaí, ach tá a fhios againn go bhfuil sé mícheart
Gach ar mo chraiceann, sibh go léir i mo pailme
Chuir mé clúdach chugat, tháinig mé le dán
Tá venom agat, a tháinig le charm
Faigheann tú an mhaith amach dom nuair a fheidhmím
Tá a fhios agam go bhfuil an olc ionat, sin a theastaíonn uaim
Agus baddie tú, tú ag casadh 'mise orm
Fiend do do dheamhain, tá a fhios agam cá bhfuil an goin seo '
Grá Nuair a Fuckin tú 'Mise, Talkin', tá a fhios agam cad a dhéanann tú '
Gafa i ngrá, cad é an fuck atá againn doin '?
Samhlacha agus buidéil linn, nach bhfuil Nothin 'leis
Deirim leat, "Fuair mé thú," tuigtear go maith é sin
Do chosa ar an leaba, fuair do cheann ar an urlár
Téimid amach Shoppin 'aon uair a thugaimid leamh
Faighimid é Poppin ', fág nothin' sa siopa
Má théim go Satarn, tá a fhios agam go bhfuil tú ag goin '
Fuck dom Dé Sathairn, go luath ar maidin '
Bileog ná éan, gon sí 'ar oscailt a doras
Screamin 'Out Murder, ach Showin' You Remorse
Gotta a bheith aireach, ní féidir an tacaíocht a íoc
Réaltaí sa Ceilin ', ná bí ag mothú cosúil le porsche
Tháinig sé ó na trinsí, díreach livin 'ag cogadh
Uair amháin a bhí ann mar striapachas, is féidir liom íoc as
An ceann is breá liom
[Réamh-chorus: The Weeknd]
Risin Teochta ', Comhlachtaí Aontaithe
Anois go ndearna mé tú i mo lámha
Ní gá é a throid, ní gá é a cheilt
Anois go bhfuil feicthe agam cad atá i do chroí
Cailín leanbh, is mise an t -aon duine a bhfuil aithne aige ar an taobh seo díot
Agus a leanbh, tá a fhios agat gur féidir liom a tharraingt amach cad atá istigh ionat
[Cór: The Weeknd]
Cé go bhfuil sé mícheart
Tá sé mícheart
Cé go bhfuil sé mícheart, leanbh
Mo chailín