Lyrics:
row row, your boat down the empty stream
Where it seems you can find or lose dreams
Blowin’ steam, blowin’ blue dream
Laid back, nah mean?
Wait, no you
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
Verse One: E-40, Too $hort
an accent
She responding like she military say she tracking
Diamonds, got the water froze
Gold rose, row, row your boat on my Patek
Niggas quick to capping
to you
Before December
Just remember
I won't forget you at all
I'm taking a boat (to your shore)
Don't ask me to row (anymore)
Now we'll live together
Now
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
Lyrics:
Verse (Daramola):
Yeah, Yeah
Baby never tried to row
But it’s fine I’ll row ya boat
Even when they made you go
Oh you found a way
peace by piece
And I'm half sick that's cuz I'm half dead
You don't wanna be the one to smoke with me pothead
Maybe go back to your child games instead
Walk on in any Friday night
Bout get blinded by the neon light
Booze and smoke fill up the room
Band on stage plays a brand new tune
You pop a squat
save a hoe cus I stay jumping hoes like Shaq
Stay wit the pole like Papp
Ain't been broke cus I'm paid by the boat like that
Panda panda, omg
Black
going submarine
We don’t need to float, we’re so aqua-teen
Let them row their boat gently down the stream
Find another scene, come up from underneath
choke any time they hear something this dope
Life is but a dream I row row that boat
Its got a motor though I don't like to boast
No need for that cus
I am a joke yuh yuh
Smoking my dope
I need some hope where do I go?
I am the goat
My choker it choke
Row row your boat up and down the stream
While
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
that blah-blah, that rah-rah
I-I-I-I can't trust it
Brand new Zara, aha-ha, y'all still ballin' on a budget
Ben Baller chain way too big, ain't no way
nigga
I've been the goat of this shit
It ain't no simple ass
Row row your boat when I spit
Shit get lethal
Poison vines
And stray bullets from clips
They
gets going around eight.
Shouldn't be missin', this suburban tradition.
Get your front row seat, to the shitshow parade.
Watch us coming and going, it
bound to blow
So profound, they all get around this flow
Row, row the boat
'Round the kingdom I built
I'm on a moat
And I, keep going, don't stop, no
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
fear
On yon green island as we passed it by,
There we lost sight of your sailor boy."
Well, she wrung her hands and she tore her hair.
She was
Plexus shining
Ain't no hexing my soul
Keep the roots grounded
Third eye indigo
Yeah, I got that glow
No flow will row-row my boat
Although, no flow will
that hoe pole at the rodeo
Fuck that hoe right at the podium
She give me low, low, blow me nose
Like, row, row, rowing boats I get
So-so-solo jerking off
Got to leave this song behind as it passes by
Tide comes in
This boat will surely row away
It can't leave if we stay
Little boy blue
Tootin' on your
soo ( Sha)
I'm the one who stripping by sigma, wanna sup? (Shkoow)
I'm the one who crop it means - still your body slut (YA)
I don't really step aside -
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