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letra de 48 floors - tory lanez

(feat. mansa)

[verse 1: tory lanez]
i can’t make no dinner, but a n-gg- with the breakfast
we can smoke, we can f–k, what’s your preference?
wrote to santa just to put you on my s-x list
you got that million dollar on at the craigslist
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 go just to sin, oh yeah
liquor poured up, women called up, f–k it all up, oh yeah
in the condo, you know how it go
give it up, so

[chorus: tory lanez]
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, yeah
so good, i should have to pay for it

[verse 2: tory lanez]
saved you under peach emojis in my contact
so when you hit me, you remind me just to call back
tell them n-gg-s 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 f–kin’ on the bed, ’til later
we still got this sh-t lit, 48 floors

[beat switch]

[verse 3: mansa]
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 n-gg-, still riding the scr-pe
still drop a b-tch 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, ooh yeah
on the 48th floor, keep that body on dasani like it’s off a lakesh-r-, yeah
gridin’ on me like a skateboard, tryna push a n-gg- b-ttons, 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 poppin’ in toronto, i go state to state, foreign whip
whippin’ like i’m tryna make a getaway for it, oh yeah

[outro: mansa]
uh, oh yeah
ooh, ooh, ooh
oh
ooh, ooh

- tory lanez

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