I can't make no dinner, but a ni*** with the breakfast
We can smoke, we can f***, 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 just to sin, oh yeah
Liquor poured up, women called up, f*** 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 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, '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
[Beat switch]
Portuguese girl 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 ni***, 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, oh yeah
On the 48th floor, keep that body on Dasani like it's off a lakeshore, yeah
Gridin' on me like a skateboard, tryna push a ni*** 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 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
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Ooh, ooh
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