Kiss Land Lyrics – The Weeknd

Kiss Land song was written by Sébastien Tellier, Jason Quenneville, J. Holkeboer, Abel Tesfaye, and Danny Schofield. The song is sung by The Weeknd. Kiss Land lyrics pdf is given below.

Kiss Land song is from an album named Kiss Land. The song was released in 2013. The music video was uploaded on The Weeknd’s official youtube channel.

Song Kiss Land
Singer The Weeknd
Album Kiss Land
Release Date 17 May 2013

Kiss Land Video Song – The Weeknd

 

Kiss Land Lyrics

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)
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’ll 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 takinG pictures
You gon’ have to take your ass home

‘Cause the only thing, you’re takinG
Is your clothes off
Go ‘head girl, strip it down, close your mouth
I just wanna hear your body talk

Get on top of my thang girl
Get on top of my thang girl
Oh girl,
Don’t hold back, let it out

Get on top of my thang girl
Get on top of my 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 my thang girl
Get on top of my 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
F_ck around, bring your whole crew on tour
F_ck 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,
I’m tryna finish all this potion
Baby take your time, tryna sip it ’til the mornin’
And if you’re still up, I’m tryna F_ck you in the mornin’
Said I’m two days strong, and never sleep until it’s mornin’,
‘Til the morning,
‘Cause the only thing, you’re taking
Is your clothes off, Yeah
Go ‘head girl, strip it down, close your mouth
I just wanna hear your body talk, whoa-oh

Get on top of my thang girl
Get on top of my thang girl
Ooh yeah,
Don’t hold back, let it out

Get on top of my thang girl
Get on top of my thang girl
Ooh girl,
Don’t hold back, let it out

Get on top of my thang girl
Get on top of my thang girl
Whoa-oh,
Don’t hold back, let it out

Get on top of my thang girl
Get on top of my thang girl
Oh yeah,
Don’t hold back (don’t give up)

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 staring at the same,
Four walls for twenty-one years
To seeing 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 and
Probably not if I can’t keep up with lovin’
And I can’t stand talkin’ to brand new girls
Only bitches down to f_ck 
When you shower them with ones and
Probably not if my niggas round them up and
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

And 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 about 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 one-ten, 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
Sip 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 of tongue rings
She like the way my whole tongue flip
She grind hard for tuition
She grind hard ’til her teeth chip
I make her hide it with gold grills
I make her suck it with gold grills
In the backroom 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
And you tried
You tried, you tried
And you tried
You tried, you tried
And 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
And you tried
You tried, you tried
And you tried
You tried, you tried
And you tried
You tried, oh yeah

 

Kiss Land Lyrics pdf

Kiss Land Lyrics pdf

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