Popular Lyrics by The Weeknd
I’ve seen the devil
Down Sunset
In every place
In every face
Yeah (Uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh)
Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah; uh) She’s livin’ her life (Uh)
Even if she acts like she don’t want the limelight (Uh, yeah; uh, uh)
But if you knew her (Yeah-yeah; uh), she lives a lie
She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised
Oh
Oh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh; uh)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)
Give her a little taste, runnin’ back to me (Oh-oh; uh)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh
Ooh, every night (Every night; uh), she prays to the sky
Flashin’ lights is all she ever wants to see
Beggin’ on her knees to be popular
That’s her dream, to be popular (Ha)
Kill anyone to be popular (Hm)
Sell her soul to be popular (Popular)
Just to be popular (Uh-huh)
Everybody scream ’cause she popular (Ha)
She mainstream ’cause she popular
Never be free ’cause she popular
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular
I know that you see me (Huh), time’s gone by (Uh, uh)
Spent my whole life runnin’ from your flashin’ lights
Try to own it (Uh), but I’m alright (Uh, yeah)
You can’t take my soul without a fuckin’ fight (Uh)
Oh
Oh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)
Give her a little taste, runnin’ back to me (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (Uh)
Ooh, every night (Every night), she prays to the sky (Ha)
Flashin’ lights is all she ever wants to see
Beggin’ on her knees to be popular (Huh)
That’s her dream, to be popular (Hey)
Kill anyone to be popular (Hm)
Sell her soul to be popular (Popular)
Just to be popular (Uh-huh)
Everybody scream ’cause she popular (Ha)
She mainstream ’cause she popular
Never be free ’cause she popular
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular (Uh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular (Uh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular
I’m gettin’ money and I’m keepin’ it
I’m gettin’ cash and I’m keepin’ it
Money on top of me, money on top of her
Yeah, shawty fuck with me ’cause she know I’m popular
Pop-popular, born to be popular
She in debt, twenty mill’, but she run it up
She can never be broke ’cause she popular
Turn the webcam on for the followers (Hahahahaha)
Beggin’ on her knees to be popular
That’s her dream, to be popular (Ha)
Kill anyone to be popular (Hm)
Sell her soul to be popular (Popular)
Just to be popular (Uh-huh)
Everybody scream ’cause she popular (Ha)
She mainstream ’cause she popular
Never be free ’cause she popular
Abel Tesfaye, aka The Weeknd, is a Canadian singer, songwriter, and record producer, renowned for his falsetto voice and genre-blending style. Rising with mixtapes like House of Balloons (2011), he hit mainstream success with Beauty Behind the Madness (2015) and... Read more about The Weeknd