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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fun Lovin' Criminals
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fun Lovin' Criminals
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fun Lovin' Criminals
Producer
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Now me and Fast got the gats, we're out to rob a bank
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack
Everything is cool and everything is smooth
I walk up to the teller and I give her my letter
She gives me the loot with puckered up lips
And a wink that I found cute, and I said
"Baby, baby, baby"
Is this some karmic chi love thing happening here or what?
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
He said it's time to blow, you know, so out the door we go
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive and off we drive
Now see, I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll never get far
Running around in a stolen police car
So we dropped it off, piled in the Caddy
Steve was driving 'cause I had to talk to my man
Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of Scooby Snacks
Now I don't give a hell about the hell's gate
Ain't punkin' the crowd 'cause I'm still standing up straight
So we pull these jobs to make a little money
No one get 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 that's adjacent from the Fromans
Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded
They give 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 that we rent
Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of Scooby snacks
Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of Scooby snacks
Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of Scooby Snacks
Written by: Fun Lovin' Criminals