Текст песни Yacht Rock

[Verse 1: Action Bronson]

Ted, 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

Start the engine, shift the throttle
Open up the cooler, grab the 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 ho right through the Van Gogh, ruin art
I see a sand but drop the anchor
Who really give a fuck about this boat
My Dad's a Banker
Got some Asian sex slaves in the wait room
Coke inside the sanka
The all-white wind breakers
It's Me

(British Guy Sample)
And down the Board
There seems to be other bedrooms
There are two ?
Such as this one..
It's a Lifestyle

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]

Yeah, you got it, you got it?
Were it been at? You got it?

Call you bluff. For tough
The waters is rough
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I hope it's strong enough
Steer the vessel. Successful
Wet suit. Wheel in the Whale, tear the head loose
Waterproof booths. 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 & Taylor. Import the fish from Venezuela
Predict the weather
Egyptian myths, sweaters, ?
Sea Dwellers. Sweet relish
These are the treasures
I was pleased when my penis was measured
It was leverage
A rich beverage. Twist the hedges
I fished in the crisp Chris Webbers

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And if you think you can control the sea
Like a 747, I'm afraid for you
The sea is a wondrous, mysterious, dangerous lady
It can make you rich
Or you can do the Patience

[Verse 3: Oh No]

Uh. You headed for some rocky turbulence
So, follow the flow and however the current is
The Imperfectness. A perfect Storm, the weather
My Service is a serpent born, sitting Impervious
Look, None shall pass the Great Wave
I'll crack your lame boat like Crab legs
All because it's damn rain
Pfft. I'll hit the charts like a ?
King of Decks. Never compared
They in a nervous state
I hope y'all got a grip
Your ship's hit a little place; You'll tip
I'm on you, see. Be talkin' shit!