Lyrics:
day
Seventy six trombones led the big parade
With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand
They were followed by rows and rows of the finest
promo
Shaz on that row row
Row your row boat
Ridin on my wave, Pro bono
High on my bars, no no no no no coco
They try and find my flaws
I'm alive, show
room
I know my head is a mess
I'm sorry just beacause
In your eyes i don't get lost
When nothing feels right
You lead my boat and row through the storm
switch out on my nigga, no amount of dough
'Cause you won't get a receipt, that's when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home, watchin' pictures
Life ain’t a joke
Life just a dream
Gotta row row the boat Long as you living
Nigga don’t lose hope
Cuz Hard times don’t last
Real niggaz do
Row row row
to make our profits bro
roll through the town talking shit get your wig split
especially when fucking with another niggas divendends
I mean
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
My last name is not Angelo
I did not row the boat ashore
I’m not your former lover or
An archangel
I did not split to New Orleans
Followed by a blue
time was torn
'cause if I bought me somethin' to eat, shit
I bought you somethin' too, what's mine is yours
But now you'd rather bring me down
Sk level
Row, row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
Niggas sleepin' on me must be sippin' on the lean
Greaze
She knows I be the boss
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
tone of each individual leaf
river flowing over the rocks or the ripples in a stream
row row your boat, life is but a dream
like we walk different paths
Run it up
Look
Conquer that like cold contact
I hitman like I sign contracts
Provoke man like you ain't on that
Monopoly don't land on tax
Your girls
that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
We throw parties on big-ass boats, niggaz wrap they paper
Ultrafied all-inclusive trips, Montego
an infa-red dot
So tell me doctor is you gettin' that?
Motherfuckers bustin' at you with wheels now can you picture that?
That's why you find me an assult mind
your partners better scatter bitch
so motherfucker now you know I'm from the O
got niggas from the mobb and some niggas that's doing death row
so think
that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
We throw parties on big-ass boats, niggaz wrap they paper
Ultrafied all-inclusive trips, Montego
every time the machete swing
Doctor Dolittle's little brother: Doctor Do-a-lot
Defund the police
Make a pig appear with a row of wings
Incense
Twenty
Row your boat out on the river
Take your shadow to the mat
The song your listening to, is playing in your head
And the world becomes your dream
("Str8 off tha streetx of Compton,dedicated and by most suckas
hated. But I got something I want you mutha fuckas to know I
really don't give
Elton John or Lionel Richie
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid
Ivory soap; this is clean; feel like Cascade
I count the bills, roll
to dismantle
It's gonna keep on ticking
To beg sympathy is a hot-fire wreath
On a boat that won't row in the middle of the sea
I couldn't stand by your side no
I can see your footprints
but the grass is too short to mow
It's not the only thing
I'm waiting for to grow
Like a sliver in the ocean
From the row
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