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Okay, hol' up, uh
This that wakin' up at noon
Out the window, with the view
Doing whatever we choose, on the roof
Singing nothing gonna hold me backwards
I'ma spend it all on laughter, ay

This that 82 degrees
Got the water to my knees
Out here swinging with the trees on the beach
Singing nothing gonna hold me backwards
I'ma spend it all on laughter, ay

Me, my homies, nautical
Swimming in a lot of flow
We don't got a lot of dough
But we got a pot of gold
How you like my style, yo?
Guess it's been a while, ay

My mamacita, think I might keep your dolce gomita
She'll come and greet ya with a big old smile
'Cause she just cuffed the title

Okay, hol' up
This that wakin' up at noon
Out the window, with the view
Doing whatever we choose, on the roof
Singing nothing gonna hold me backwards
I'ma spend it all on laughter, ay

This that 82 degrees
Got the water to my knees
Out here swinging with the trees on the beach
Singing nothing gonna hold me backwards
I'ma spend it all on laughter

On a rooftop, thinking 'bout nothing
All my roommates probably onto something
Whatever we do, we gotta keep it bumping
Keep it bumping, keep it bumping

On a rooftop, thinking 'bout nothing
All my roommates probably onto something
Whatever we do, we gotta keep it bumping
Keep it bumping, keep it bumping

Okay, hol' up
This that wakin' up at noon
Out the window, with the view
Doing whatever we choose, on the roof
Singing nothing gonna hold me backwards
I'ma spend it all on laughter, ay

This that 82 degrees
Got the water to my knees
Out here swinging with the trees on the beach
Singing nothing gonna hold me backwards
I'ma spend it all on laughter, ay

Feel good

Feel good



Credits
Writer(s): Forrest Neil Frank, Timothy Aspan, Matt Phillip Jordan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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