The Weeknd - Give it all (Material Girl) lyrics

[Verse 1] I gotta confession to make I don't rush a date, commitment is an enemy to me But ever since your lips touched my face, it's like your kiss was laced I'm lean, I'm lean, I'm lean, I usually like to slow down the pace Love to tease and play, but girl I need to be direct with you Cause in my mind your voice just replays, like a broken tape What you do, what you do, what you do gon make a n***a... Fall for you Freefalling in the skyy in a bottle of booze Im looking in the bottle & my world is blue Strap my pistol then my laces then go kick it with the crew My n***as is pullin b**hes, while im thinking bout you Your like a dirth thought, like im f**ing in the dark Like Da vinci made a p**no, your a work of art *uh , so let me hit it mommy quick I swear I ain't stoppin til I give you my all [Hook] Ima give it, all, all, all, all, all, all, all (2x) Pains me to realize you'll never be mine Pretty girl light skinned with them big brown eyes And the way she walks wit confidence that sh**s so fine Like im staring at her jeans, while they huggin her thighs Anyway man, its too painful to think about Cuz its too late to attemt the tempting feelings that I have When shes all packed up and she's bording the plane Someone please hit me wit a shot of novocaine Cuz I swear she's sweet enough to have a n***a get a filling Not just feeling in the rubber but feeling that's in my heart Now her future's looking bright while mine is so dim & dark And the reason is she's college bond, shes making her mark While im stuck in the hood trying not to fall apart Man, f** being prince if this is what im around I would trade it for a pistol you n***as can have my crown Cuz these chains only let me reach the borders of my town And im tryin to get the f** out before im trapped and bound now I swear to god if I get you back Ima treat you like my queen let you count my stacks You'll be a material girl wit some arab money & thats fasho ah fact Ima give it, all, all, all, all, all, all, all Super star under cover, you're my #1 fan Give it to me right, less a diamond glow ya hand Get you wetter than before, right after the dessert Baby you're my dairy queen, watch you make my baby cream Lady (lady) you're the one that I wanna spend my cash on (spend my cash on my baby like) Baby, just make sure that you'll always put your man on What you do gonna make a n***a buy a ring for ya finger Jimmies for ya feet, jeans for that back Lingerie for the sheets Material girl, anything you need And I'mma give it to ya, to ya Ima give it all, all, all Trippin over you like a crack on the floor Can't settle with a taste, babygirl give me more Baby take the keys to my ride, to my home Girl I'mma it rain like a tropical storm Trippin over you like a crack on the floor Can't settle with a taste, babygirl give me more Baby take the keys to my ride, to my home Girl I'mma it rain like a tropical storm [2x] Ring for ya finger Jimmies for ya feet, jeans for that back Lingerie for the sheets Material girl, anything you need And I'mma give it to ya, to ya Ima give it all, I'mma give it all