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Fun Lovin' Criminals - Scooby Snacks (Official Music Video) Hotney 5 Vues • 3 années depuis

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Lyrics:
"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 everthing'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 nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive, off we drive
See, 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 'cause 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 whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks
And I don't give a fuck about the hell's gate
Ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still standing up straight
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, yeah
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from the Fromans
Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded
They gave chase, but my man Steve's an ace
And we lost those brothers with haste
We casted 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 whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks

#ChrysalisRecords

Pop Smoke ft. Quavo - Aim For The Moon (Official Music Video) Hotney 5 Vues • 3 années depuis

Official video for Pop Smoke “Aim For The Moon” available now: https://PopSmoke.lnk.to/SFTSAFTM

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Director: Oliver Cannon
EP: Harrison Corwin + Grant Curatola
DP: Ben Carey
Editor: Graham Patterson

Lyrics:

[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Yeah, haha
Shoot for the stars, aim (Woo) for the moon
You ain't cool (I'm feelin' treeshy), 'til I say you cool Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Oh), yeah, yeah (I'm on Venus)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (
Yeah, yeah, are you dumb? Look (Ooh)

Verse 1:
You don't know what you started, I pop a Perc', go retarded I got the drip, it came straight from the faucet
Mr. Dior Dior, they know where it started, yeah (Oh)
She wanna Netflix and chill, fuck off the pill
Go in the store, shop at Dior (Oh)
Come to my crib, take all my shirts
Pop all my Percs and sleep in my drawers
You talkin' too much, baby, pour up a four
We both bust a nut, now leave me alone
When we at Miami, we stay at the Mondrian (Oh) We pull up to Liv in the Cullinan
Welcome her to the party, the after party’s after party (Oh) Then party again
A hundred bitches, hardly any men (Oh)
In my room is where the party begin
Let's take a flight to Bora Bora, it's time to catch a tan, look
It’s still free all my niggas that's sittin’ there stuck up in the jam (Free all my niggas, yeah)
I could show you how to vibe but I can't be ya man, yeah, uh
No, no, no, yeah
Shoot for the stars (Shoot, shoot, shoot)
Aim for the moon (For the moon)
You ain't cool (You ain't cool), 'til I say you cool Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt skrrt), yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt skrrt), yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt skrrt), yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Yeah, Pop Smoke the woo (Pop)
I play with the check and it's blue (Blue)
We mobbin' then tyin', no shoot (Tie)
You play with the group we gon' shoot (Shoot) He in Dior, I'm in Prada (Prada)
We rich, we came from the bottom (Rich)
I'm a Migo, I feel like a doctor (Migo)
Goin' surgical with the new chopper (Grrra)
Five hundred thousand, I'm in flex mode (Yeah)
We got all the work, we make your trap close (Trap) Gang havin' loyalty, we ten toes (Ten)
Nah, nobody givin' up why would the gang fold? (Yeah)
We outside, we totin' them bangers, we not shootin' at strangers (We outside)
Say what you wanna say, long as it ain't us 'cause my niggas gon' hang ya
Look at them young niggas goin' crazy, crazy
Man, them niggas too dangerous (Crazy)
We gonna make 'em famous, the beautiful country, got stars and bangers (Stars)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke with Quavo]
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon You ain't cool 'til I say you cool
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Music video by Pop Smoke performing Aim For The Moon. Victor Victor Worldwide; © 2020 Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc. & Victor Victor Worldwide