| [00:38] |
Me and Fast got the gats; were out to rob a bank. |
| [00:41] |
We got Steve outside and hes carrying |
| [00:43] |
a full pack. |
| [00:44] |
Now everythings cool and everthings smooth. |
| [00:47] |
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter |
| [00:49] |
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips |
| [00:52] |
and a wink that I found cute, and I said, |
| [00:54] |
"baby, baby, baby" |
| [00:57] |
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.) |
| [01:01] |
By that time Fast tapped me from behind |
| [01:03] |
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go. |
| [01:05] |
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive |
| [01:10] |
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know well |
| [01:12] |
never get far, riding around in a stolen |
| [01:14] |
police car, so we dropped it off and |
| [01:16] |
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving |
| [01:18] |
because I had to talk to my man about something. |
| [01:21] |
|
| [01:37][01:28] |
Running around robbing banks |
| [01:41][01:31] |
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! |
| [01:44][01:35] |
|
| [01:47] |
I dont give a fuck about the hells |
| [01:48] |
gate, aint punkin the crowd and Im still |
| [01:50] |
standing up staight. |
| [01:51] |
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money; |
| [01:53] |
no one gets hurt if they dont act funny. |
| [01:55] |
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught, |
| [01:58] |
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing |
| [01:59] |
where the cop is. |
| [02:01] |
Theyre at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from |
| [02:02] |
the Fromans whose mailbox had just |
| [02:04] |
exploded. They gave chase, but our man |
| [02:07] |
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers |
| [02:08] |
with haste. We cast off and along we went |
| [02:12] |
off Bermuda to an island resort we rent. |
| [02:15] |
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| [02:51][02:42][02:32][02:23] |
Running around robbing banks |
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