Row Your Boat

Yeah, I gotta go crazy, bro
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
I'm tired of this shit, bro, let's get it

Row, row, row your boat gently down the street
Chicken, chicken, chicken, bitch, that's what I eat
She gon wanna cook, she gon season the meat
What is that sound, Bitch, I think it's some geese
AHAHAHAHAH
Bitch, trick or treat
Bitch, we got noodles without chicken and beef
You can catch me at the beach, this the sound of a top hat
GAAAHAHAHHAAHAHA
I just seen Barack O-KHLAAAAHA-bama

Pass me that pen, let me get to writing
This shit bro, I have to write this shit, let me see, uh-huh
Shoutout to the spider 'cause he fucking biting
Yeah, nigga, that nigga biting like a motherfucker, uh
Bitе off your ear, you can call me Mike Tyson
Feel likе a flying fucking bug when I'm flying
Nigga say, I'm feeling like a motherfucking giant
This is the sound of Connor O'Brien
AHGBLABLAHBLAGHALBLBLBLBLBBALBLAHAGHGAHBLA

Row, row, row your boat gently down the street
Chicken, chicken, chicken, bitch, that's what I eat
She gon wanna cook, she gon season the meat
What is that sound bitch, I think it's some geese
AHAHAHAHAH
Bitch, trick or treat
Bitch, we got noodles without chicken and beef
You can catch me at the beach, this the sound of a top hat
GAAAHAHAHHAAHAHA
I just seen Barack O-KHLAAAAHA-bama



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Writer(s): Ron Johnson
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