Lyrics:
Check this one out, I'ma use this right here
Skipper Jones, tell em how I really, really, really feel
Skipper Jones baby, get down to the wheel
Ever since I was a young skipper,
Young flipper
Never been afraid to cry,
Afraid to die (2x)
Ever since eye was a
Young skipper
Back flipper
Back
a mighty sailing man, the skipper brave and sure
Five passengers set sail that day, on a three-hour tour
A three-hour tour
The weather started getting
tax niggas rhyme different from cats
Specialize in mic rippers, splashes
We the last skippers, big rocks and the block will stick
Beefsteak Charlie
Now loading the
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Ten percent
Twenty percent
Thirty percent
Forty
Fifty percent
Sixty
Seventy
Eighty
Ninety
Let's get it
Out on the morning on rough shores
Still the Skipper plots a course
And heads across the bay
And out on to the straits
'Cause he is a Skipper
three times when you call
I know you wanna hit that landline, girl
Please don't pretend
I know you wanna see Young Skipper in your DMs
I know it's hard
me tell you who I'm is
A cloud climber, star steppin', sky skipper
Yea a loud lighter, sharp dressin', fly nigga
Just a cloud climber, star steppin',
Or I might hit her and ditch her
It's the same way it's always been
With the lil Skipper
Now you can say you're in love
But girl don't pretend
That I'm
Double dipper yeah that's me
Glass slipper, midnight thief
Just living out my dreams
So tell skipper I'll be out on the sea
Double dipper yeah that's
smoke, we get crash
Nah, man, we don't crash, we don't crash
With a bottle, you a skipper in the
Full throttle, just doin' donuts in my Rari
You a skipper
smack
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
Baby
Kick your ass up
And like 15
Minutes
Minutes
Doing skipper
And uh
I'm tryna hit it
And I think
I think
I used to think since they didn't see my goals they wasn't worth achieving
But Im a state skipper
Bagg ties from CEO's to grave diggas
You gotta be
by candlelight,
I can hear the tip-tap of the skipper's peg leg,
Gotta sea-sick tummy, but my brain ain't dead!
I run for the galley, trip on the cat,
Night, liver, she not my type Bitter, I give her pipe
Skipper,lil' shawty on site, I'm the realest Night, liver, she not my type
Bitter, I give
Dave, are you a skipper?
Are you a tripper?
Do you need a bag?
Dave, are you a skipper?
Are you a tripper?
Can you feel the drag?
Dave, are you
the skipper's platter
So, drop trou for me, you bitch
Drop trou for me you hair-sprayed whore
Drop trou for me you fucking bore
Your mother said you'd do it
Your
That little ol' kid will always wonder what happened to her dog
But she'll find out on Judgement Day when she sees the big Skipper's log
We'll all walk
loved that Gilligan's Isle thing"
Isle thing
She'd watch that Gilligan's Isle thing
Please, baby, baby, please
Skipper's in a hammock
He's
you're six months out
Blow, ye winds, o' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho
Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow
The skipper's on the after deck
a gail
And the fish jump on board with one swish on their tail
Where you lie at your leisure, there's no work to do
And the skipper's below making tea for
Way out on the ocean
Far beyond the seven seas
There's a tiny little boat
Faith is keeping her afloat
And a tiny little skipper with his worn
a hooker to the crib, you know she got to strip
Stay dip, take out of state trips
Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I only take a sip
I'm a skipper, like
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew
[Chorus]
Lock me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm
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