Ocean's Eleven

"Hey SpongeBob, you seen what Dankton’s been up to, that little green shit stain?

Yeah, he’s got his little casino, doesn’t he?

Yeah, so what I’m thinking is

It’s time for Ocean’s fuckin’ Eleven, let's go!

Whole gang let it bang, dope slang makin’ paper

Gang got the cane bet we willing and we able

Gang hit his heart with the spade, tappin’ tables

Gang, we not Russian, this roulette, one in the chamber (Argh, money!)

Yeah fuck it, run ya wallet, yeah (Money!)

Yeah, fuck it, show ya pocket, yeah (Monеy!)

Yeah fuck it, we grown from it, yeah (Monеy!)

Yeah fuck it, we froze tundras over

Froze it over

Wallet gettin’ fat as fuckin' Oprah

Check under my seat, it’s not a car, bitch it’s a cobra

Had to shed him down, snake skin on my loafers

Pop him like a glitter bomb, ha, Mark Rober

Cut him, melanoma

Bleed him like a donor, fold him like a sofa

'Cause I been over head and over seein’ like a vulture

And I been makin’ bread and burnin' oppas with that toaster

Had to switch the lane, mulsanne, big weight, big trapper

The pink cheek clapper, the dream team batter

I’m a snake, fuck a ladder, the diamond pitter patter

I drank so much purp, it turned purple in my bladder

Haha, we know where you live like we Nardwuar

Haha, doodaloot yo ass, wit that fa fa

Haha, they thought that I was stupid, bitch, nuh uh

Keep my fucking name out ya mouth like the hard R

Whole gang let it bang, dope slang makin’ paper

Gang got the cane bet we willing and we able

Gang hit his heart with the spade tappin’ tables

Gang, we not Russian, this roulette, one in the chamber (Argh, money!)

Yeah fuck it, run ya wallet, yeah (Money!)

Yeah fuck it, show ya pocket, yeah (Money!)

Yeah fuck it, we grown from it, yeah (Money!)

Yeah fuck it, we froze tundras over

Ayo Sponge, what we doin’ with our funds?

We gon fuckin throw it up, make our money crip or blood

Let’s go tilt em like italics, spending money in Milan

Fuck a Fallout, we gon run

How much you smokin?

Megatonnes, yeah

I got the stick, I got the switch

I’m dumping clips, I let it hit his eye, eye, eye, eye

I run this ship, I’m captain crip

I needle prick, IV I’m dripping I, I, I, I

Yeah, it’s Mr. Top Scholar, fuck ya thot daughter

I been a top dawg since I popped my collar

Fuck ya chihuaha, I’m a fuckin Rotweiller

My money like my skin tone, big blue colours

Whole gang let it bang, dope slang makin’ paper

Gang got the cane bet we willing and we able

Gang hit his heart with the spade tappin’ tables

Gang, we not Russian, this roulette, one in the chamber (Argh, money!)

Yeah fuck it, run ya wallet, yeah (Money!)

Yeah fuck it, show ya pocket, yeah (Money!)

Yeah fuck it, we grown from it, yeah (Money!)

Yeah fuck it, we froze tundras over"