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Kiss Land Lyrics - Kiss Land - The Weeknd

When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall 

But when she put it in her mouth she can't seem to reach my 

(Reach my, reach my, reach my...) 

Ballin' ain't an issue for me, I'll make a hundred stacks right back next week 

Do it all again, I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing 

And I admit baby, I'm a little camera shy 

But exceptions can be made baby, cause' you're too damn fly 

For what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show 

Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures 

 

You gon' have to take your ass home 

Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off 

 

Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth 

 

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I just wanna hear your body talk 

(Get on top of that thang, girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

 

Don't hold back, let it out 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

Don't hold back 

You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free 

You gotta pay with your body 

Not really into kisses leading into nothing 

I'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right 

I might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour 

 

Photos 

 

Fuck around, turn you to my west coast girl 

 

Until they book a show in NYC 

Gotta fly back east where the city don't sleep 

Woah, I'm tryna finish all this potion 

 

Baby take your time, tryna sip it 'til the mornin' 

And if you're still hot, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin' 

 

Said I'm two days strong, and never sleep until it's mornin', until the morning. 

Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off 

Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth 

I just wanna hear your body talk 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

 

Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

Whoa, don't hold back, let it out 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

(Get on top of that thang girl) 

Don't hold back 

 

I got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year 

I can't remember how it looks inside, so you can picture how my life's been 

I went from starin' at the same four walls for 21 years 

To seein' the whole world in just twelve months 

Been gone for so long I might have just found God 

Well, probably not, if I keep my habits up 

Probably not, if I can't keep up with lovin' 

I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls 

Only bitches down to fuck when you show them with ones 

Probably not if my niggas round them up 

Probably not if we take 'em to my spot 

Probably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night 

God damn I'm high 

My doctor told me to stop 

And he gave me something to pop 

I mix it up with some Adderall's and I wait to get to the top 

And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot 

I don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me? 

All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke 

Last week was my rough week, I'm still drippin' down from my nose 

And I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high 

But If he goes under that 110, believe my driver get fired 

And I don't got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork 

And I'm posted up down in Florida 

Ft. Lauderdale to that MIA 

Cold drinks with Grand Marnier 

To the break of dawn, Kahlua milk 

White Russian when the sun hits 

White Russians with tongue tricks 

I like the feeling her tongue rings 

She like the way my whole tongue flip 

She grind hard for tuition 

She grind hard to her Teacher 

I make her hide it with gold grills 

I make her suck it with gold grills 

In the back room of the VIP 

She don't ever sleep... 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

Even if you tried, you tried, you tried 

You tried, you tried, you tried 

You tried, you tried, you tried 

You tried, you tried, you tried 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

This ain't nothing to relate to 

Even if you tried, you tried, you tried 

You tried, you tried, you tried 

You tried, you tried, you tried 

You tried, you tried, ooh yeah... 

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