
Rock the Boat Big & Rich (Ft. Cowboy Troy)
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[Chorus:]
Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
Gonna slam a jam, with a brand new note
Bangin’ my head, like a billy goat
Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
Gonna grab a jug, have me a sip
Gonna dance a jig, until my backbone slips
Jump on in, see if you float
Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
Well I play it fast and I play it slow
Make a move everywhere I go
I push it hard, and I lay it back
My long horn horns on a Cadillac
Picking up dust, with a cock-eyed smile
See me comin’ for a country mile
All I’m doin’ is a doin’ my thing
Put a little turbo in my twang
Make it crash boom bang
Well
[Chorus]
Are you picking up, what I’m putting down
Are you getting all buck-wild in the crowd
Bobbing your head, stomping them red wings, to your own thang
Down in the club, with the purple drank
A long neckin’ on a river bank
A tie-dyed, a camouflage, up town in the moosehead lodge
It’s bon voyage
Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
Gonna slam a jam, with a brand new note
Bangin’ my head, like a billy goat
Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
Gonna grab a jug, have me a sip
Gonna dance a jig, until my backbone slips
Jump on in, see if you float
Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
Well I play it fast and I play it slow
Make a move everywhere I go
I push it hard, and I lay it back
My long horn horns on a Cadillac
Picking up dust, with a cock-eyed smile
See me comin’ for a country mile
All I’m doin’ is a doin’ my thing
Put a little turbo in my twang
Make it crash boom bang
Well
[Chorus]
Are you picking up, what I’m putting down
Are you getting all buck-wild in the crowd
Bobbing your head, stomping them red wings, to your own thang
Down in the club, with the purple drank
A long neckin’ on a river bank
A tie-dyed, a camouflage, up town in the moosehead lodge
It’s bon voyage
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