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  1. Starboy was a good album, what were people saying? This is easily one of Abel's best songs, at par with some of his Trilogy works. It's one of the cooler flex statements taking shots at everyone doubting him.

  2. The Weeknd

    Record man play my song on the radio
    You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
    I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
    And I swear too much on the regular
    We gone let them hits fly, we gone let it go
    If it ain't XO then it gotta go
    I just won a new award for a kids show
    Talking 'bout a face numbing off a bag a blow
    I'm like goddamn bitch, I am not a Teen Choice
    Goddamn bitch, I am not a bleach boy
    Whip game, make a nigga understand though
    Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
    Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
    All my niggas blew up like a propane
    All these R&B niggas be so lame
    Got a sweet Asian chick, she go low mane (lo Mein)

    You know me (know me), you know man (know man), you know me (know me)
    Every time you try to forget who I am
    I'll be right there to remind you again
    You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me)

    Said I'm just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
    Faded off a double cup, I'm mixing up the potion
    All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
    It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
    Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
    Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
    Pour it in my trophies, rollin' 'til my nose bleed
    I'mma keep on singing while I'm burning up that OG
    All my niggas get it, they make money all alone
    Rock a chain around they neck, making sure I'm getting home
    When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show
    And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
    Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
    Now my shit straight
    Eating all day, tryna lose weight
    That good sex, we'll sweat it out
    Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
    I ain't gotta tell you 'cause

    You know me, you know me (know me)
    You know man (know man), you know me (know me)
    Every time you try to forget who I am
    I'll be right there to remind you again
    You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me)

    Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
    For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
    Big girl won't you work somethin', work somethin'
    For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
    Big girl won't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
    For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
    Baby girl won't you work somethin', work somethin'
    For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'

    'Cause you know me, they know me
    You ain't know me, yet you know me

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