Just Wanna Float - Intellectual

[Intro: Fiend]

International.... Jones

I hope

Life has given you

Every bit of the Sweetest Hangover

In the hood we all are targets

Some days I wish I had me a magic carpet

A get away from your workplace

But it don't permit you

Bills piling up whenever stress is the issue

Cool out, relax

Sit back, rough day

That beauty hit me

I got me These brownies I just made

Moët Chandon, Louie XL, I'm strong

Pick up a lighter put down that fifth, take a bong

Get you a passport smoke some Thai weed in Milan

And meet you a bad bitch, get disapproved by her moms

Live once

Big joints

Jet plane, iron gang, don't ask me who spike the punch

I just wanna float and never come down

I just wanna float, float and never come down

Tell me when you smoke, do you smoke out of the pound

And all my Facebook girls telling me, bon voyage baby

Voice soothing like a spa and a massage lady

Horn section alone, should make you go hit the bong

Vocals by Mr. Jones

But were benders and brooms

Private parties in homes

Exotic strands in clone

With shorty up in the palms

You god dammit we on

Bright green lights

And even bigger budgets

Landed, eyes white as egg shells, pick your nigga uuuuuppp

I just wanna float and never come down

I just wanna float, float and never come down

Tell me when you smoke, do you smoke outta the pound