Love, Q, Speck, Lou (Float on)
Small Axe, Riddler, CanDo (They gotta float on)
Dark (Float on)
Who's that clone on the phone casting no shadow in the midnight hour?
Red carpets, nothing less, boy we walk on
I wouldn't have it, it's tragic how we make 'em disappear like magic
King Lou with the touch like Midas
And all the crisp honeys them stand beside us
Girls on the left, women and women on the right
Crews in the house, you don't wanna fight
And anyway it rocks, like the blocks on your corner
The new world order, slaughter
Recognize quoted, you demoted, early dismissal
That issue soft like ass tissue
So now every interview, music's behind me
Living in a world made of money, honey
Take the bitter with the sweet
Take the bitter with the sweet, street
Before I let go (Float, float on)
Float on, float on (Float on)
Float, float on (That's what they gotta do)
Float on, float on (Float on)
Take my hand
Come with me, baby, to love land
'Cause one, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock
You'll be hearing me pumping 'round your block
Tapping the old account, some days it's
So thick I can't see through the fog
I feel like digital fighting analogue
It's just another page in the rage of the teenage
These tricks are not for kids with dresses that fit like a condom
Help me, somebody help me
Oh, how the mighty have fallen
Now you can hear your mama calling
When the DJ display, people get down
Girls with the bodies in my eyesight on the dance floor
It's the best type of party
'Cause the beat don't stop until the break of dawn
For the ladies in the place that wanna get their groove on
DJs play the tracks that'll track your ass crack to the dance floor
Why don't you (Float, float on)
Float on (Float on, float on)
Yeah (Float, float on)
I've been watching you (Float on, float on)
Float on
J popped the champagne, Q just came
Love hooked up the beat to make 'em jump like House of Pain
Speck the voodooistic, lyrical, linguistic
So deep you blink, you missed it
Deuce and Tre brought the ladies in the Mercedes
Lou got the piña colada, Axe got his Bailey's
And tonight's the night, nothing ain't phasing me
'Cause on the D-low, my crew is the security
Stop, where I be is where you wanna
Be 'cause I can see behind that jealousy persona
It's time to celebrate, we met the quota
Got more guests in the house than Rolanda
Or Oprah, Geraldo or Ricki Lake put together
It doesn't matter what weather
We rain on your parade then clean up like Cascade
Check it, yo, we got it made in the shade
Float, float on
That's what they gotta do, baby (Float on, float on)
I can give you more (Float, float on)
Than you've ever had before (Float on, float on)
We can take a trip around the world (Float, float on)
Champagne, candlelight (Float on, float on)
Gonna make you feel alright (Float, float on)
Yeah (Float on, float on)
We're gonna celebrate tonight, baby (Float, float, float)
You and I (Float on, float on)
While they float on
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