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godzillionaire - 4th floor lyrics

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(whistling)

brooklyn summertime, biggie just died
i’m playing his song, i’m playing his song
in my tenement the walls are so thin
people outside are singing along
it’s just a thursday night, nothing’s all right
i’m just hanging, hanging alone
there’s an angry knock, someone’s at my door
she said your music, your music’s too loud

from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where

that’s such a little dress, on such a pretty girl
were you coming, were you coming
you said the music’s loud, i turned the music down
is that better? you like that better?
is it hot in here? would you like a beer?
whatcha having? oh whatcha having?
are you new to town? are you from around?
will you sit down? will you sit down, around?

from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where

brooklyn summer night, the heat is just right
the window’s open, your legs are open
there’s a moan in here, hanging in the air
oh can you hear it? oh can you hear it?
in my tenement, walls are so thin
people upstairs are moaning along
what’s your name again? will you come again?
will you lay down? will you lay down, now?

from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where
from out of no where, from out of no where

(whistling)

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