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The Weeknd - Escape From LA (Audio)
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INTERPRÉTATION
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Chant
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programmation
Mike McTaggart
Mike McTaggart
Guitare électrique
Illangelo
Illangelo
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Paroles/Composition
Mike McTaggart
Mike McTaggart
Paroles/Composition
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
Paroles/Composition
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Production
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Production
Shin Kamiyama
Shin Kamiyama
Ingénierie
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Kutch
David Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Illangelo
Illangelo
Production

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You pillow talk to me about the men who try to get in between us They buy you bags and jewelry, yeah They think your kindness is so weak No, you don't give it up so easy, baby But you just wanted my attention You just wanted my affection You got me tattooed on your mind You just want me all the time We'll figure out our shit and find a way (oh, yeah) When you say that you need space, I give you space (you space) Girl, when you're ready, you know where I stay When it comes to all these hoes, I'll never chase But this world is such a, such an evil place Man, these hoes will always find a way 'Cause when I'm on the liquor, I go crazy And for that pussy, you know I'm a slave, yeah Well, this place is never what it seems Take me out LA Take me out of LA This place will be the end of me Take me out LA Take me out of LA, yeah Yeah I'm in the Spyder Porsche cruising down the street Black on black venom colored seats Keanu Reeves, the way a nigga speed Diamond cross hangin' off of me I'm fighting for my soul, Constantine And it's slowly burning, it was never cheap If you see what I seen, you wouldn't sleep I can't sleep 'Cause I got everything I wanted Got the money, got the cars, got the ceiling with the stars Got everything I wanted But I'd be nothing without you Gave you everything you wanted Gave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine Gave you everything you wanted But none of that matters to you, oh-oh This place (this place) is never what it seems Take me out LA Take me out of LA (Oh, out LA, woah-oh) this place will be the end of me Take me out LA Take me out of LA, yeah Woah, no, oh, no, no No, no, no, no, no, ooh-woah Oh-ah, no, no, no, no, woah-woah Oh, no, oh Hey She pulled up to the studio Nobody's watching She closed the door and then she locked it For me, for me We had sex in the studio Nobody walked in I cut my verse and then she popped it For me, for me LA girls all look the same I can't recognize The same work done on their face I don't criticize She a coldhearted bitch with no shame But her throat too fire She got Chrome Hearts hangin' from her neck And them shits going wild When she ride, she hold tight She gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine She's all mine for the night She's all mine until he calls her line She pulled up to the studio Nobody's watching She closed the door and then she locked it For me, for me We had sex in the studio Nobody walked in I cut my verse and then she popped it For me, for me Oh-oh, oh-oh
Writer(s): Abel Tesfaye, Carlo Montagnese, Leland Tyler Wayne, Mike Mctaggart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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