48 Floors – Tory Lanez feat Mansa
[Tory Lanez:]
I can’t make no dinner, but a n_gga with the breakfast
We can smoke, we can f_ck, 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 b_tches 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 just to say, oh yeah
Liquor poured up, women called up, f_ck 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
P_ssy 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
P_ssy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah
So good, I should have to pay for it
Saved you under peach emoji in my contact
So when you hit me, you remind me just to call back
Tell them n_ggas like December’s 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 and it’s up, and I bossed that
We still f_cking on the b_tch, elevator
We still got this sh_t 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
P_ssy 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
P_ssy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah
So good, I should have to pay for it
[Mansa:]
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 n_gga, still riding the scrape
Still drop a b_tch 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
Griding on me like a skateboard
Tryna push a n_gga b_ttons, 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
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh
Ooh, ooh
