The Weeknd – Double Fantasy Lyrics - Lyricsworldde

The Weeknd – Double Fantasy Lyrics 



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


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


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


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


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


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