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ryan trey – 30 floors up lyrics

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[intro]
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ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh+ooh
ooh+ooh, 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

[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 l!ck 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 sn+tch 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]
ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh+ooh
ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh+ooh



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