Floats My Boat

On the-, on the-, on the- On the roof gettin' high, high, high Blow my smoke in the sky, still ignorin' advice On the roof gettin' high (sippin' on my SoCo) Live it up 'til I'm dead, ignorance in my head Fuck whoever you are (I do what floats my boat) Blow my smoke in the sky, still ignorin' advice On the roof gettin' high (sippin' on my SoCo) Live it up 'til I'm dead, ignorance in my head Fuck whoever you are, yeah (I do what floats my boat) I be after that half-and-half Arnold Palmer tea I got your girl callin' told me, "Meet me at the beach" I'm hootin' hollering at main street of the colony Starlight was bright with her last night (now she's calling me) The rules might bend or break, that'll remain hidden Like Roo throwin' down when Mary's away on business Back deck stairs flower dress long hair Blurred nights but we still takin' care we rep the FAM Wake up way too early get some and food and dine and dash Too hungover to know the difference between this and that Focused on how to open her up but approach her with class Weekends lose their meaning, every evening like the last Blow my smoke in the sky, still ignorin' advice On the roof gettin' high (sippin' on my SoCo) Live it up 'til I'm dead, ignorance in my head Fuck whoever you are (I do what floats my boat) Blow my smoke in the sky, still ignorin' advice On the roof gettin' high (sippin' on my SoCo) Live it up 'til I'm dead, ignorance in my head Fuck whoever you are (I do what floats my boat) I can keep up with the tempo That's right, he's right, alright, let's ride Now what you tryna get into Let's find some time tonight Yeah, and Roo didn't forget to pick up the 750 Of dry gin from Fifth Ave Liquors Us kids are wavy waving at sweeties on the street Sticker slap the FAM logo right upon the damn hood of a jeep No cloud in the sky, but clouds in my mind She with another man, not wonderin' why Comfortable surrounding never not a full stride We'll see your ass tomorrow, so don't call it goodbye Blow my smoke in the sky, still ignorin' advice On the roof gettin' high (sippin' on my SoCo) Live it up 'til I'm dead, ignorance in my head Fuck whoever you are (I do what floats my boat) Blow my smoke in the sky, still ignorin' advice On the roof gettin' high (sippin' on my SoCo) Live it up 'til I'm dead, ignorance in my head Fuck whoever you are (I do what floats my boat) I can keep up with the tempo That's right, he's right, alright, let's ride Now what you tryna get into Let's find some time tonight What's up ladies and gentlemen, this is the bright side Bring your friends, and shut it down I hope everyone's havin' a good time playin' it in summer of 2012 If it's summer of 2040, play this shit a little bit louder 'Cause we makin' timeless music, man, this is the fresh Aér movement And if you don't fuck with us, that's fine Yeah