Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

Rock you sweet And if we get on a roll Start feeling something deep Baby just let go And I'll rock you, rock you sweet Just holding your hand, while the sea breeze blows And the waves roll in, swaying those boats Girl it makes me think I'd like to rock

Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

Oh, please don't you rock my boat (don't rock my boat) 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' (don't rock my boat) I'm telling you that, oh, oh-oh, I like it, like it this (I like it like this, I like it like this) So keep it steady, like this (I like

Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

And this hope That keep me holding on That makes me carry on You can never give up She said, "Son there'll be times when the tides are high And the boat may be rocky, you can cry Just never give up

It's not about me It's all about you As i rock the boat Rock the boat On the river river

I've been poppin' since my demos, bitch, yeah Bust the bales down in the kitchen, bitch, yeah Cookin' coke up, water whip that shit, yeah Pull the boat up, we want all the bricks, yeah Call your hoe up, she take all the dick, yeah I took four, I feel

And you should know, ooh, aah, when I like it a-like a-this Huh, please don't you rock my boat 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' anyhow Please don't you rock my boat, no 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' I'm tellin' you that, oh, ooh,

She get me high She get me low She got the key to this old bronco No matter how she moving It's all the same thrill On top of my Yeti On an old boat dock Standing in the river on an old flint rock In her bare feet, or in her high heels