Lyrics:
to a land called home
with our share of freedom
Got in the boat
stayed afloat
There's no need to be tiring
We rowed this boat together
Happiness
the price, what's the tab
What's the quote? (Quote)
Go, pull up in them suicidal doors, woah
(Doors) muhammad Ali, I float your boat
(Float your boat
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
I want you and girl I need you
And I know this probably ain't typical
Do you mind I call you Felicia
She said baby, if role-play floats your boat
Baby
it, it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it
Creep with me, as I cruise in my Beemer
All the kids in the ghetto call me Don
it, it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it
Creep with me, as I cruise in my Beemer
All the kids in the ghetto call me Don
[Intro: Fat Joe]
Whooo.. friendly day in the neighborhood
Birds is chirpin (Hi neighbor!)
Niggas walkin they dogs, ha ha, watering they flowers
of freedom
Got in the boat
stayed afloat
There's no need to be tiring
We rowed this boat together
Happiness meets the other side
We rowed this boat
runs
I won't show boat, come like Burna keep it on the low-low or I might get done
I don't wanna take no photos, looked at bro bro, one wrong move get
(This is...)
(This is...)
Ha ha ha ha
Yeah, I know what this is
Listen
Yo, Joe, I tell them girls like this...
I say my love's the bomb
East coast grumpy hoes
And my west coast girl got her own condo
Got me 'bout to buy a
Crib by the Hollywood O, oh
It's - that nigga they be checkin' for
it, it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it
Creep with me, as I cruise in my Beemer
All the kids in the ghetto call me Don
Hi
My name is... not Eminem
They want to know
Who's that girl
Not eve
It's me, mainstream
With a catch kinda like Shines Arrest
Why?
Because I'm
top the corn dont grow
Lands too rocky you should know
Plan two is go jump on a boat
Can i dance with you
The answer's yes or no
Spark it up smoky joe
on Sunday; oh by the way,
he said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge,
and she and Billy Joe was throwin' something off
Someone hand me a ball and a truck-boat-truck.
I've never been rich but I really don't want much,
Just a roof and some good liquor in my cup.
I've been
come from where did you go cotton eye Joe
Well I know the signs yea
And I see your eyes girl
Tell me you like it when I'm right by you side
It's 5:45
intestines
Run through the streets, a marathon of CHUD
There's no escaping the amazon of blood
You're powerless to fight
Devoured by the night no guts left in
trapping a truck load
I dont even need no status
I dont even need no practice
I dont go to sleep I'm trapping
I don't even need no mattress
Baby girl
you get home from the road?
I'ma kiss my girl right, when I get thru the do'
It's goin down
Brand new truck, butter-soft seats (You bet we got a)
you can dig man
We ain't seen nothin'
Your girl wanna be with us
I heard she said she want a mud digger
We keep the mud by the pound
Our tires stay
things on the dresser
So, I backed the truck down the ramp
Loaded it up, now here I am
Driving like a bat outta hell with a boat on the back
Taking
you can't fool me
We both know who you are
Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day,
That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your
wish one day,
That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other
Ain't no shame
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