Starboy Lyrics – Here are the lyrics to the song “Starboy” by The Weeknd featuring Daft Punk. The lyrics were written by a team, and the music was created by Daft Punk, Cirkut, Doc McKinney, and The Weeknd. The official music video for “The Weeknd” has been released.
| 📌 Song Title | Starboy Lyrics |
| 🎤 Singer | The Weeknd Ft. Daft Punk |
| ✍️ Lyrics | The Weeknd Ft. Daft Punk |
| 🎼 Music | The Weeknd Ft. Daft Punk |
| 🏷️ Music Label | The Weeknd Ft. Daft Punk |
Starboy Lyrics
I’m tryna put you in the worst mood, ahh
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ahh
Milli point two just to hurt you, ahh
All red Lamb’ just to tease you, ahh
None of these toys on lease too, ahh
Made your whole year in a week too, yahh
Main b*tch out your league too, ahh
Side b*tch out of your league too, ahh
House so empty, need a centerpiece
20 racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with
her face man I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking bout me, I don’t see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy Look what
you’ve done I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy
Every day a nigga try to test me, ahh
Every day a nigga try to end me, ahh
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ahh
Pockets overweight, gettin’ hefty, ahh
Coming for the king, that’s a far cry, ahh
I come alive in the fall time, I
No competition, I don’t really listen
I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition
House so empty, need a centerpiece
20 racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with
her face man I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking bout me, I don’t see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy Look what
you’ve done I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy
Let a nigga brag Pitt
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
100 on the dash get me close to God
We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars
House so empty, need a centerpiece
20 racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking ’bout me, I don’t see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy Look what
you’ve done I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy Look what
you’ve done I’m a motherf*ckin’ starboy