Bodega Boat

Casual Flex Trap, Nautical Trap Bounce, Laid-back Male Rap Flow, 110-115 BPM, Harbor Ambience (gulls, water, bells), Sparse 808s + Clean Sub, Dry Clap + Woodblock Percussion, Roomy Mix with Space for Vocals, Playful Spoken Ad-libs, Slight Vinyl Crackle, Pirate-Episode Comedy Energy, Emerald Sunglasses Swagger, Laid-Back Storytelling, Slightly Surreal Street Imagery, Island Sunset Mood

[Transponder Snail Rings] Bop: Huh… “Yo—nah, I ain’t on land. I’m on the Bodega Boat. Pull up.” Verse 1 Snack aisle swayin’, tide is the DJ, Rum in the fridge next to prepaid burners. Dock boys paddle up, toss me their change, I throw ’em back lotto slips—winner feels strange. Clouds part when I crack the Dutch, Neptune noddin’, Seafoam kicks, rope belt—whole fit nautical. Sharks owe me rent, they pay in tuna cans, Gulls on the roof do backup vocals for the fans. Hook Bodega Boat, get your chips by the coast, Cigars on deck, soda colder than most. Sea-breeze clerk in emerald shades, Ring you up, sail you out—harbor trades. Verse 2 Barrel full of ice—whole sea is the cooler, Wave says “yo,” I tax like a ruler. Shell phone rings, it’s a crab with a tab, “Yo Bop, need more wraps.” I send ’em by raft. Lantern swings left when the beat drops low, Even Poseidon got a tab—he still owes. Cutlass discount, two-for-one on vibes, Ocean’s my block, and the moon’s my guide. Bridge (spoken) Hold on… “puru–puru–puru” “Yeah, we still open. Ask for the harbor special.” Hook Bodega Boat, get your chips by the coast, Cigars on deck, soda colder than most. Sea-breeze clerk in emerald shades, Ring you up, sail you out—harbor trades. Hook Bodega Boat, get your chips by the coast, Cigars on deck, soda colder than most. Sea-breeze clerk in emerald shades, Ring you up, sail you out—harbor trades. Hook Bodega Boat, get your chips by the coast, Cigars on deck, soda colder than most. Sea-breeze clerk in emerald shades, Ring you up, sail you out—harbor trades.

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