Flying Machine (Remix of Let's Get High, ft. Timbaland by CenturyNew)

Oh, say, let us fly, dear Come slide to the sky, dear My flying machine Tap in, come sit with me Ship ahoy, oh joy, what a feeling Big mood, sweet rush, no ceiling Ho, high, hoopla, we fly To the sky so high In my flying machine, come ride with me Going up we go, up we go Keep your balance, move soft with me In the air we glow, there we go Up, up, a little bit higher Oh! My! The moon is on fire In my flying machine, stay locked with me Going up, all on, goodbye Up, up, get a little bit higher Glide, glide, kiss the ground goodbye Up, up, get a little bit higher Float, float, all night, all night "Come, baby, in my flying machine" "Going up we go! Up we go!" One, two, now we off, dear Talk that pretty soft, dear Easy, baby, don't rush that moon Not yet, but soon You for me, oh gee, you a fly kid No front, I'm a sky kid See me up in the air On you, for fair Slide in close, stay cool, no slip Cabin all lit from the dash Sweet little haze in the chest right now Lip gloss, grin, then flash I pick the route, you grin, say yeah We drift on a slow blue wave No big vows, just heat and trust And a whole lot left to crave In my flying machine, now look at us Silver on the glass, moon close to us Keep your balance, ride sweet with me In the air we lean, there we be Up, up, a little bit higher Oh! My! The moon is on fire In my flying machine, you laugh, I steer Going up, all on, goodbye (Yeah) (Alright) Higher, higher, kiss the ground goodbye Glide, glide, let the whole night bloom Higher, higher, kiss the ground goodbye Float, float, still making room "Balance yourself like a bird on a beam" "Up, up, a little bit higher" You good? Mm-hmm, breathe Look at you acting all cool now Seat low, stars wide Hand on that wheel Easy, easy Yeah, just like that No, not down yet One more loop North side of the moon, then dip You smiled, I peeped it Boy, stay right here I got the route You got the nerve I got the view Me in this flying machine You in this front seat heat I call the turn, you call me back Then we just coast that beat Ship ahoy, oh joy What a feeling To the sky so high My flying machine (My flying machine)