| Song | Ocean Prime |
| Artist | The Alchemist |
| Artist | Boldy James |
| Album | Yacht Rock 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:01.51] | Where we at with it? |
| [00:03.03] | We tuna melt all of the smelts and fillet the salmons (What else?) |
| [00:07.44] | Ocean prime with the Caesar salad but the dressin' Italian |
| [00:11.65] | Had to break out the real scales, took a day to count it (Uh-huh) |
| [00:14.99] | Plug out in St. Thomas, from the Virgin to the Cayman Islands |
| [00:20.35] | This yacht life is a blessin', flip-flops and my Nautica sweats |
| [00:23.60] | Got your ***** on her knees swabbin' the deck |
| [00:25.99] | Oyster Perpets, flood the yacht with baguettes |
| [00:28.20] | Submariner, what a sea-dweller, this is not a Patek |
| [00:31.45] | Pack got sent from overseas with a postcard |
| [00:34.46] | Drownin' in sin, life's a beach, need a coast guard |
| [00:37.19] | Great Lakes to the coast, activate the alarm |
| [00:39.95] | Now we dockin' the boat, big rope with the anchor charms |
| [00:43.13] | Simply straight return, three-thousand miles away from home |
| [00:45.76] | Middle of the ocean, had to cut the navigation on |
| [00:48.59] | Nautica Competition accomplished on my windbreakers |
| [00:51.52] | Settin' sail, takin' Dramamine, I get seasick |
| [00:54.38] | Papa was a ladies' man, Popeye was a sailor man |
| [00:57.06] | Jewelry clearly Canadian, diamonds water, aquarium |
| [00:59.81] | Fish scale professional, we got that oil sheen, yeah |
| [01:03.05] | On the river tryna water wing me up a stingray |
| [01:05.78] | We got the same guns the Navy got, why panic? |
| [01:08.65] | Why these loose lips sinkin' ships like the Titanic? |
| [01:11.34] | On a deserted island, plug tried to leave me stranded |
| [01:14.55] | I can't understand his Inglés, he can't understand my Spanish |
| [01:17.49] | Big fish in a small pond full of guppies |
| [01:20.18] | Like The Bermuda Triangle I can make you vanish |
| [01:23.27] | Burnin' exotic coral reefer with all my blooders |
| [01:25.90] | The chain a treasure chest, but my piece hit like watercolors |
| [01:37.15] | They don't wanna see you die |
| [00:01.51] | Where we at with it? |
| [00:03.03] | We tuna melt all of the smelts and fillet the salmons What else? |
| [00:07.44] | Ocean prime with the Caesar salad but the dressin' Italian |
| [00:11.65] | Had to break out the real scales, took a day to count it Uhhuh |
| [00:14.99] | Plug out in St. Thomas, from the Virgin to the Cayman Islands |
| [00:20.35] | This yacht life is a blessin', flipflops and my Nautica sweats |
| [00:23.60] | Got your on her knees swabbin' the deck |
| [00:25.99] | Oyster Perpets, flood the yacht with baguettes |
| [00:28.20] | Submariner, what a seadweller, this is not a Patek |
| [00:31.45] | Pack got sent from overseas with a postcard |
| [00:34.46] | Drownin' in sin, life' s a beach, need a coast guard |
| [00:37.19] | Great Lakes to the coast, activate the alarm |
| [00:39.95] | Now we dockin' the boat, big rope with the anchor charms |
| [00:43.13] | Simply straight return, threethousand miles away from home |
| [00:45.76] | Middle of the ocean, had to cut the navigation on |
| [00:48.59] | Nautica Competition accomplished on my windbreakers |
| [00:51.52] | Settin' sail, takin' Dramamine, I get seasick |
| [00:54.38] | Papa was a ladies' man, Popeye was a sailor man |
| [00:57.06] | Jewelry clearly Canadian, diamonds water, aquarium |
| [00:59.81] | Fish scale professional, we got that oil sheen, yeah |
| [01:03.05] | On the river tryna water wing me up a stingray |
| [01:05.78] | We got the same guns the Navy got, why panic? |
| [01:08.65] | Why these loose lips sinkin' ships like the Titanic? |
| [01:11.34] | On a deserted island, plug tried to leave me stranded |
| [01:14.55] | I can' t understand his Ingle s, he can' t understand my Spanish |
| [01:17.49] | Big fish in a small pond full of guppies |
| [01:20.18] | Like The Bermuda Triangle I can make you vanish |
| [01:23.27] | Burnin' exotic coral reefer with all my blooders |
| [01:25.90] | The chain a treasure chest, but my piece hit like watercolors |
| [01:37.15] | They don' t wanna see you die |
| [00:01.51] | Where we at with it? |
| [00:03.03] | We tuna melt all of the smelts and fillet the salmons What else? |
| [00:07.44] | Ocean prime with the Caesar salad but the dressin' Italian |
| [00:11.65] | Had to break out the real scales, took a day to count it Uhhuh |
| [00:14.99] | Plug out in St. Thomas, from the Virgin to the Cayman Islands |
| [00:20.35] | This yacht life is a blessin', flipflops and my Nautica sweats |
| [00:23.60] | Got your on her knees swabbin' the deck |
| [00:25.99] | Oyster Perpets, flood the yacht with baguettes |
| [00:28.20] | Submariner, what a seadweller, this is not a Patek |
| [00:31.45] | Pack got sent from overseas with a postcard |
| [00:34.46] | Drownin' in sin, life' s a beach, need a coast guard |
| [00:37.19] | Great Lakes to the coast, activate the alarm |
| [00:39.95] | Now we dockin' the boat, big rope with the anchor charms |
| [00:43.13] | Simply straight return, threethousand miles away from home |
| [00:45.76] | Middle of the ocean, had to cut the navigation on |
| [00:48.59] | Nautica Competition accomplished on my windbreakers |
| [00:51.52] | Settin' sail, takin' Dramamine, I get seasick |
| [00:54.38] | Papa was a ladies' man, Popeye was a sailor man |
| [00:57.06] | Jewelry clearly Canadian, diamonds water, aquarium |
| [00:59.81] | Fish scale professional, we got that oil sheen, yeah |
| [01:03.05] | On the river tryna water wing me up a stingray |
| [01:05.78] | We got the same guns the Navy got, why panic? |
| [01:08.65] | Why these loose lips sinkin' ships like the Titanic? |
| [01:11.34] | On a deserted island, plug tried to leave me stranded |
| [01:14.55] | I can' t understand his Inglé s, he can' t understand my Spanish |
| [01:17.49] | Big fish in a small pond full of guppies |
| [01:20.18] | Like The Bermuda Triangle I can make you vanish |
| [01:23.27] | Burnin' exotic coral reefer with all my blooders |
| [01:25.90] | The chain a treasure chest, but my piece hit like watercolors |
| [01:37.15] | They don' t wanna see you die |