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  • 作词 : B. Long/Akiva Schaffer/Jorma Taccone/Andrew Samberg/B. Lamela
    作曲 : B. Long/Akiva Schaffer/Jorma Taccone/Andrew Samberg/B. Lamela
    Yea let's do this
    Take a good look at me, you need a bad guy like me
    All I have in this world is my b***s and my work, and
    I don't break em for no one
    Yo hopped out the whip, popped the heater out the glove-y
    Ski-masked it up, bout to jack these fools, love me
    Blasted through the door, blazing hell with the shells flyin,
    Spiderwebbed the flat screen in one shot, babies crying
    Got these b*****s nose bloody, face down in the s**g
    This ***** is flippin -
    Shut the **** up and fill the bag
    All of a sudden -
    BOOM, shots from the back room
    It was a set up, dude yellin "Gettin' fed up!"
    Yo we bust out the back, dookie flyin outta my pants
    You got the keys, yea boy now make that engine dance
    This s*it is stallin, **** man they strapped up
    Lets make a brake for it to the crib or the backup
    We hit the pavement, dookie bustin all out of my jeans
    You hop the fence, so we can get away clean
    We hit the dirt, this rottweiler snarlin and smilin
    He ripped my pantleg off, a bunch of dookies went flyin
    I had to blast, dog brains all in the grass
    Mixed with the dookie, yeah man nighty night!
    Time to smash
    Yo we cut through the park, dookies poppin outta my s*irt
    A hail of bullets from behind, like lead fireworks
    Dookie fillin up my sneaks bought to bust,
    No doubtPulled off a
    Isotoner glove, shook the dookies out
    Yo it's a chase, they want us to be chased
    Yo duck over here,
    I gotta ditch some dead dookie weight
    Whipped off my skully so
    I could dump the dookie
    Cop blazin out the eucalyptus tryin to shoot me
    I blew out his back, that's all she wrote man
    Yeah, now his chest slapped two dookies for the boa**an
    They comin man, quick throw these dookies in the trash
    Hold up more dookie, they comin out fast
    Yo I can't move my leg, cause
    I'm stuck on dookie mountain
    Fifty guns open fire, blood spray like a fountain
    Now our bodies all shredded, shots blaze right through me
    We're done-er than done, done in by the dookie
    Trouble on
    Dookie Island
  • 作词 : B. Long/Akiva Schaffer/Jorma Taccone/Andrew Samberg/B. Lamela
    作曲 : B. Long/Akiva Schaffer/Jorma Taccone/Andrew Samberg/B. Lamela
    Yea let's do this
    Take a good look at me, you need a bad guy like me
    All I have in this world is my b***s and my work, and
    I don't break em for no one
    Yo hopped out the whip, popped the heater out the glove-y
    Ski-masked it up, bout to jack these fools, love me
    Blasted through the door, blazing hell with the shells flyin,
    Spiderwebbed the flat screen in one shot, babies crying
    Got these b*****s nose bloody, face down in the s**g
    This ***** is flippin -
    Shut the **** up and fill the bag
    All of a sudden -
    BOOM, shots from the back room
    It was a set up, dude yellin "Gettin' fed up!"
    Yo we bust out the back, dookie flyin outta my pants
    You got the keys, yea boy now make that engine dance
    This s*it is stallin, **** man they strapped up
    Lets make a brake for it to the crib or the backup
    We hit the pavement, dookie bustin all out of my jeans
    You hop the fence, so we can get away clean
    We hit the dirt, this rottweiler snarlin and smilin
    He ripped my pantleg off, a bunch of dookies went flyin
    I had to blast, dog brains all in the grass
    Mixed with the dookie, yeah man nighty night!
    Time to smash
    Yo we cut through the park, dookies poppin outta my s*irt
    A hail of bullets from behind, like lead fireworks
    Dookie fillin up my sneaks bought to bust,
    No doubtPulled off a
    Isotoner glove, shook the dookies out
    Yo it's a chase, they want us to be chased
    Yo duck over here,
    I gotta ditch some dead dookie weight
    Whipped off my skully so
    I could dump the dookie
    Cop blazin out the eucalyptus tryin to shoot me
    I blew out his back, that's all she wrote man
    Yeah, now his chest slapped two dookies for the boa**an
    They comin man, quick throw these dookies in the trash
    Hold up more dookie, they comin out fast
    Yo I can't move my leg, cause
    I'm stuck on dookie mountain
    Fifty guns open fire, blood spray like a fountain
    Now our bodies all shredded, shots blaze right through me
    We're done-er than done, done in by the dookie
    Trouble on
    Dookie Island