30 FLOORS UP lyrics

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
I just wanna f*ck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up but her heart still beatin' rapidly
We you hear the beep-beep and skrrt-skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pad, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, babe, let me introduce to this real sh*t
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a n*gga your heart, and let me show you what I do with it
Set myself apart, so them other n*ggas she threw with them

[Verse 1]
Yes, you know the difference, she in love with my swimmin'
She wanna f*ck my spillage, so I did her like a bird
Got her toes lookin' pigeon, she do magic with that wock, yeah
My lil' baby gifted, open them legs like a gift on Christmas
Lay back and let me lick it
Baby, don't f*ck your future up with feelings from the past tense (Ooh-ooh)
Is you gon' be a liability, a f*ck up or an asset? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Fly my lil' b*tch to Cali or Colombia to get her ass did (Ooh-ooh)
Bad b*tch don't do nothin' but model (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
She into fashion
[Chorus]
I just wanna f*ck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up but her heart still beatin' rapidly
We you hear the beep-beep and skrrt-skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pad, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, babe, let me introduce to this real sh*t
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a n*gga your heart, and let me show you what I do with it
Set myself apart, so them other n*ggas she threw with them

[Verse 2]
I don't like to waste my breath, please, just listen on the first time
Ones who want Birkins over business, yeah, that be the worst kind
I just wanna build a new you, yeah, out of the old you
Feel like n*ggas just be talkin', but baby, I'ma show you
I'ma put you right up in your bag like they were supposed to (Ooh-ooh)
f*ck me all on camera, don't worry, I'll never expose you (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Pick out any car you want, we snatch it out the showroom (Ooh-ooh)
Put baguettes all on her AP, and on her ears and on her throat too (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

[Chorus]
I just wanna f*ck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up but her heart still beatin' rapidly
We you hear the beep-beep and skrrt-skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pad, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, babe, let me introduce to this real sh*t
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a n*gga your heart, and let me show you what I do with it
Set myself apart, so them other n*ggas she threw with them
[Outro]
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