Lyrics provided by https://www.songarea.com/ ---The Party & the After Party--- --The Weeknd-- I understand your body wants it I know your thoughts Oh you 'bout it, 'bout it You're a big girl and it's your world And I'ma let you do it how you wanna We can just ride with it, ride with it I know you know I know you wanna... with it Don't be shy pretty, I'll supply pretty I got you girl, oh I got it girlWith your Louis V bag Tatts on your arms High-heel shoes make you six feet tall Everybody wants you, you can have them all But I got what you need Girl I got your bag, I got it all Hold your drink baby don't you fall Be there in a minute baby just one call You don't gotta ask me You always come to the party To pluck the feathers off all the birds You always come to the party On your knees I will not beg you pleaseGirl, pick up them shoes I'll race your ass up on them stairs Just grab a room I swear no one will interfere Girl bring your friends if you want, we can share Or we could keep it simple, baby We can just ride with it, ride with it I know you know I know you wanna... with it Don't be shy baby, I'll supply baby I got you girl, oh I got it girl With your Louis V bag Tatts on your arms High-heel shoes make you six feet tall Everybody wants you, you can have them all But I got what you need Girl I got your bag, I got it all Hold your drink baby don't you fall Be there in a minute baby just one call You don't gotta ask meYou always come to the party To pluck the feathers of all the birds You always come to the party On your knees I will not beg you please I will not...Ride with it, ride with it I know, you know, I know you wanna line with it Don't be shy pretty, I'll supply pretty I got you girl, oh I got it girlWon't you lie with it, lie with it I know you know I know you wanna... I got you girl, oh I got you girlOh I got it girl, oh I got it girl I think I'm fucking gone Rolling on this floor Messing up your carpet I'll get on it after four My sessions are the strong on your floor Shouldn't have fucking rolled But I fucking rolled Feeling like a million bucks before I walk through the store When I walk through your door Can't believe I made it but I made it that's for sure For sure, loving I need more, I need yours She ain't looking for that unconditional What the fuck these bitches on They want what I'm sittin' on They don't want my love They just want my potential Fuck it though, sippin' on this Baby livin' off bliss got me drowning in your love Got me drowning in the mist Gimme my attention or I'll start drowning from my wristBaby if you knew the feeling I would give to you Oh you You, oh you 'Cause I got it girl, oh I got it girl With me, with me Oh you, oh you Oh you, oh you Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl With me, with meI got a brand new girl call it Rudolph She'll probably OD before I show her to mama All these girls tryna tell me she got no love And all these girls never ever got her blow job Ringtone on silent And if she stops then I might get violent No calls worth stopping So mama please stop calling We could play all night It just takes one night To let me fucking prove this feeling I'ma give to you Oh you, you Oh you, Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl With me, with me Oh you, oh you Oh you, oh you Oh I got it girl, oh I got it girl With me, with meOh I got it girl