Reminder
The Weeknd Lyrics


Record man play my song on the radio
You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let it go
If it ain't XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking 'bout a face numbing off a bag a blow
I'm like goddamn bitch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch, I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick, she go low mane (lo Mein)

You know me (know me), you know man (know man), you know me (know me)
Every time you try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me)

Said I'm just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I'm mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, rollin' 'til my nose bleed
I'mma keep on singing while I'm burning up that OG
All my niggas get it, they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck, making sure I'm getting home
When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell you 'cause

You know me, you know me (know me)
You know man (know man), you know me (know me)
Every time you try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me)

Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
Big girl won't you work somethin', work somethin'
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
Big girl won't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
Baby girl won't you work somethin', work somethin'
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'

'Cause you know me, they know me
You ain't know me, yet you know me

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DYLAN WIGGINS, HENRY WALTER, ABEL TESFAYE, EMMANUEL NICKERSON, MARTIN MCKINNEY, JASON QUENNEVILLE

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Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let it go
If it ain't XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking 'bout a face-numbing off a bag of blow

I'm like "Goddamn, bitch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn, bitch, I am not a bleach boy."
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go Lo Mein

You know me, you know me, you know me
Every time we try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me

Said I'm just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I'm mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I'mma keep on singing while I'm burning up that OG

All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck making sure I'm getting home
When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out, hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell you 'cause

You know me, you know me
You know me, you know me
Every time we try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me

Why don't you shake something, shake something for the Don?
Don't you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl, won't you work something, work something for the Don?
Don't you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl, won't you shake something, shake something for the Don?
Won't you break nothing, break nothing?
Baby girl, won't you work something, work something for the Don?
Don't you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

'Cause you know me, they know me
You ain't know me yet you know me



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all cameos, in order:
A$AP Rocky (0:55)
Drake (1:12)
YG (1:27)
NAV (1:43)
88 Camino (1:48)
Bryson Tiller (1:51)
Belly (1:56)
Hawk Marley (2:02)
La Mar C Taylor (2:03)
French Montana (2:16)
Cash (2:16)
Travis Scott (2:46)
Quincy Nanatakyi (2:50)
Derek Wise (2:50)
Metro Boomin (2:51)



Andres Felipe Duque Arias

Record man play my song on the radio
You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let it go
If it ain't XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking 'bout a face numbing off a bag a blow
I'm like goddamn bitch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch, I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick, she go low mane (lo Mein)

You know me (know me), you know man (know man), you know me (know me)
Every time you try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me)

Said I'm just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I'm mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, rollin' 'til my nose bleed
I'mma keep on singing while I'm burning up that OG
All my niggas get it, they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck, making sure I'm getting home
When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell you 'cause

You know me, you know me (know me)
You know man (know man), you know me (know me)
Every time you try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me)

Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
Big girl won't you work somethin', work somethin'
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
Big girl won't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
Baby girl won't you work somethin', work somethin'
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'

'Cause you know me, they know me
You ain't know me, yet you know me



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