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48 Floors Lyrics - Artist : Lanez, Tory
[Part I]
[Tory Lanez:] I can't make no dinner, but a nigga whip the breakfast We can smoke, we can fuck, what's your preference? Wrote to Santa just to put you on my sex list You got that million dollar on at the Craigslist Aw yeah, and you know who I am All these bitches in the crib, they just go there to dance And I'm in and out the bank like I go there to scam We can go to Miami, girl, we can go get some tan, oh yeah Liquor poured up, women called up, fuck it all up, oh yeah In the condo, you know how it go, give it up slow 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, yeah So good, I should have to pay for it Saved you under peach emojis in my contact So when you hit me, you remind me just to call back Tell them niggas like the summer coming, fall back She cashing out at 4 A.M., I'm 'bout to fall in, okay We found love in the club, what you call that? We wound up in the tub, and I bossed that We still fuckin' on the bed, to the left, Tory We still got this shit lit, 48 floors 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, yeah So good, I should have to pay for it [Part II] [Mansa:] Portuguese girl from Paris, that my French baby I'm just tryna win, can you let me win, baby? Mixing up Patron with the gin, baby I don't see nothing wrong, even though I know it's a sin, baby I'm a 7 figure nigga, still riding the scrape Still drop a bitch off if she don't drop on the tank I can never lose the flavor that I got from the Bay And I still got it, if you need it, you can cop it today, ooh yeah On the 48th floor, keep that body on Dasani like it's off a lakeshore, yeah Grindin' on me like a skateboard, tryna push a nigga buttons, this is not a GameBoy, no Uh, on the 48th floor, the condo 'bout the bando, where I used to stay before Now I'm poppin' in Toronto, I go state to state, foreign whip Whippin' like I'm tryna make a getaway for it, oh yeah Uh, oh yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh Ooh, ooh |
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