48 Floors Lyrics - Tory Lanez

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 

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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 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 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 it 

Porsche 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 yeah 

Uh, oh yeah 

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