Jorma Taccone - Trouble On Dookie Island lyrics

Yo hopped out the whip,pop the heater out the clubby Ski masked it up, bout to jack these fools, it's lovely Blasted through the door blazing hell with the shells flyin Spiderwebbed the flat screen in one shot, babies crying Got these b**hes nose bloody, face down in the shag This b**h is flippin-Shut the f** up and fill the bag All of a sudden- BOOM, shots from the back room It was a set up, dude yellin: "get lit up" Yo we bust out the back, dookie flyin outta my pants You got the keys, yea boy now make that engine dance This sh** is stallin, f** man they strapped up Lets make a brake for it to the crib for the backup We hit the pavement, dookie bustin all out of my jeans You hop the fence, so we can get away clean We hit the dirt, this rottweiler snarlin and smilin He ripped my pantleg off, a bunch of dookies went flyin I had to blast, dog brains all in the gra** Mixed with the dookie, yeah man! nighty night! Time to smash Yo we cut through the park, dookies poppin outta my shirt A hail bullets from behind, like lead fireworks Dookie fillin up my sneaks bought to bust, No doubt Pulled off my Isotoner glove, shook the dookies out Yo it's The Jakes, they want us to be chased Yo duck over here, I gotta ditch some dead dookie weight Whipped off my skully so I could dump the dookie Cop blazin out the eucalyptus tryin to shoot me I blew out his back, that's all she wrote man Yeah, on his chest left two dookies for the boatman They comin man, quick throw these dookies in the trash Hold up more dookie, they comin out fast Yo I can't move my leg, cause I'm stuck on dookie mountain Fifty guns open fire, blood spray like a fountain Now our bodies all shredded, shots blaze right through me We're deader than dust, done in by the dookie Trouble on Dookie Island