20Floors (feat. Len)

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I fell in love with reddies
My pockets never empty
Their pockets filled with envy
Had a bad one slim and petite
High fashion more than Fenty
Prada side bag filled with veggies
(Okay) Mary Berry
Steak fill up my belly
Talk about racks, I want plenty
Talk about packs, I got zeddies
It's nothing light, we'll slime you out you'll need your wellies
I'm fucking the game up
And these brothers don't know how I came up
The feeling ain't ever the same
The bitches hurt more than the breakup
I can shutdown there just pay up
I'm a Derby boy like Ay up
Pound signs in my sleep I'm trying to flip before I wake up
Spend it while I'm here I'll split the difference with my maker

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Bad little bitch I'm bending her over
These whites ain't cheap
The price of the fleece, a leg and a shoulder
I'm on a bean, bean
Go up
I'm on a bean, go up
At the top of the tree, I'm high as a bit
Jack and the Beanstalk (hold up)
The strap get your T-shirt tore up
Two bad bitches, I'm fucking my fans
I do what I want, you do what you can
I do what I want, you do what you can
She fucking on me and I'm fucking her off
That ho got amazing box I'm fucking her squad
I do that a lot
The grind don't stop I'm making that gwap on God
I do that a lot
They want me in rehab
Amy Winehouse
Pree that, that's your lady right not
Don't want to see that, black Mercedes right now
Hold on hold on hold on
Yes
Double D's, my bitch double d's she got vvs
She fond of me, she going to swallow these
She going to make a mess

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Writer(s): Arnold Gumi
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