We take the stairs all the way up to the rooftop.
The night, the music, the breeze make me wanna take my shirt off.
We’re barely legal, but bring out the drinks, no one can stop us.
A game of truth or dare to show them who’s the real boss.
From the roof, we jump into the pool with whatever we got on.
This isn’t a scene from Clueless, but we can still play Suck & Blow.
The neighbor yells he's gonna call the cops if we don’t keep it low,
but we planned to have fun tonight and the night is still young.
We run this, we’re not followers, we go with our own flow.
We don’t have to prove anything, if it’s dull we make it glow.
Before you decide to join us
there’s something you better know
This is a ‘Go Hard or Go Home’ zone.
This is my crew and Yo, I’m the Boss!
Written on December 18, 1999
Composition number: 77