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Yacht Rock (Side A) Lyrics - Artist : Alchemist, The
[Intro:]
Tad, slow down man! You gon' fuckin' crash the Boat! I don't give a fuck, it's my Dad's Boat I don't give a shit You such an asshole [Action Bronson:] Start the engine, shift the throttle Open up the cooler, grab a bud By the neck of the Bottle I'm shirtless. We going Marlin fishin' Trying to capture all the creatures Charles Darwin envisioned Dive off the back, choke a Shark The shoes are made from Noah's Ark And plus the weed smell just like a Jewish fart Got this long, white dick to rip your boo apart Kick a hole right through the Van Gogh, ruin art I see a sandbar, drop the anchor Who really give a fuck about this boat my Dad's a Banker Got some Asian sex slaves in the weight room Coke inside the sanka The all-white wind breakers It's Me [Sample - British Guy:] And down the Board There seems to be other bedrooms There are two twin rooms Such as this one... It's a Lifestyle [Roc Marciano:] Yeah, you got it, you got it! Reel it in! You got it! Call your bluff. Ford Tough The waters is rough The storm rock the boat I hope it's strong enough Steer the vessel. Successful Wet suit. Wheel in the Whale, tear the head loose Waterproof boots. Toss a couple slaves in a hairdo Stare at the waves from the aerial view Prepare the Animal It's written in the manual The flannel is blue. I'm a sailor Lord |
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