scooby snacks schmoove version þarký sözü

- everybody be cool, this is a robbery!
- any of you fucking pricks move, and i´ll execute every motherfucking last one of you!

me and fast got the gats; we´re out to rob a bank.
we got steve outside carrying a full pack.
now everything´s cool and everything´s smooth. (hey that´s smooth)
i walked up to the teller, i gave her the letter
she gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that i found cute, and i said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(is this some kharmic-chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
by that time fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. so out the door we go.
back to the ride with steve inside and alive; off we drive
i hurt my lower lumbar, you know we´ll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a caddy; steve was driving
because i had to talk to my man about something.

- look, i don´t know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- torture you, that´s good, that´s a good idea, i like that one.

running around robbing banks
all wacked off of scooby snacks! (2x)

i don´t give a fuck about the hell´s
gate, ain´t punkin´ the crowd and i´m still
standing up staight.
so, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don´t act funny.
on the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
they´re at the dunkin donuts, adjacent from
the froman´s whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. they gave chase, but my man
steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. we cast off and along we went
off bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- sonny, i need you cool, are you cool?
- i am cool.

running around robbing banks
all wacked off of scooby snacks! (4x)