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48 Floors (feat. Mansa)

I can't make no dinner, but a nigga with 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 Craig's list

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 just to say, oh yeah

Liquor poured up, women called up, fuck it all up, oh yeah

In the condo, you know how I go

Give it up, so

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, oh yeah

So good, I should have to pay for itSaved you under peach emojis in my contact

So when you hit me, you remind me just to call back

Tell them niggas like December 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 fucking on the bitch, 'til later

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, oh yeah

So good, I should have to pay for itPorsche keys, got from Paris, you're 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 the same, baby

I'm a 7 figure nigga, still riding the scrape

Still drop a bitch off if she don't drop on the take

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, oh yeah

On the 48th floor

Keep that body on the sign like it's our valet show, yeah

Gridin' on me like a skateboard

Tryna push a nigga buttons, this is not a game board, no

Uh, on the 48th floor

The condo 'bout the bando, where I used to stay before

Now I'm popping in Toronto, I go state to state, far away

Whipping like I'm tryna make a getaway for it, oh yeahUh, oh yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh

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