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