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Scooby Snacks

This song is by Fun Lovin' Criminals and appears on the album Come Find Yourself (1996).

Ringo: Everybody be cool; this is a robbery
Yolanda: Any of you fucking pricks move and I'll execute every motherfucking last one of ya!

Me and Fast got the gats, we're out to rob the bank
We got Steve outside carryin' a full pack
And everything's cool and everthing's smooth (Hey, that's smooth)
I walk up to the teller, I give her the letter, she gives me the loot
With puckered up lips and a wink that I found cute
And I said "Baby, baby, baby"
"Is there some Kharmic Chi love-thing happenin' here baby or what?"
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
And said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go
Back to the ride, Steve inside and alive and off we drive
See, I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we never get far
Ridin' around in a stolen police car
So we dropped it off and piled in a Caddy, Steve was drivin'
Because I had to talk to my man about somethin'

Officer Nash: Look, I don't know anything about any fuckin' set up; you can torture me all you want
Mr. Blonde: Torture you? That's good, that's a good idea. I like that one

Runnin' around, robbin' banks
All wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks
All wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Now I don't give a fuck about the Hell's gate
Ain't punkin' the crowd, man I'm still standin' up staight
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money
No one gets hurt if they don't act funny (funny)
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught
Fast shootin' mailboxes, not knowin' where the cop is (yeah)
They're at the Dunkin' Donuts adjacent from the Froman's
Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded
They gave chase, but my man Steve's an ace
And we lost those brothers with haste, haste
We casted off and along we went off
Bermuda to an island resort we rented

Mr. White: Sonny, I need you cool. Are you cool?
Mr. Pink: I am cool

Runnin' around, robbin' banks
All wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks
All wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks
All wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks
All wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Trivia:

  • The first set of dialog is from the movie Pulp Fiction Wikipedia16.
  • The second and third sets of dialog are from the movie Reservoir Dogs Wikipedia16.

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