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Scooby Snacks Karaoke - Fun Lovin' Criminals

To nagranie jest coverem Scooby Snacks rozsławionym przez Fun Lovin' Criminals

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 104.61 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: Dm, D

Czas trwania: 03:05 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:28

Data wydania: 1996
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Alternatywny rock, Rock , W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Hugh Allan Jr Morgan, Stephen Byron Borgovini, Daniel Gaston Ash, Glenn Derek Campling, Quentin Tarantino, Kevin Michael Haskins, Brian A. Leiser

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Scooby Snacks

Me and Fast got the gats we're out to rob the bank
We got Steve outside carryin' a full pack
And everything's cool and everything's smooth
I walk up to the teller, I give her the letter, she gives me the loot
With puckered up lips and a wink that I found cute
And I said baby, baby, baby
Is there some Kharmic Chi love thing happenin' here baby or what
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
And said it's time to blow ya know, so out the door we go
Back to the ride, Steve inside and alive and off we drive
See, I hurt my lower lumbar you know we never get far
Ridin' around in a stolen police car
So we dropped it off and piled in a Caddy
Steve was drivin' 'cos I had to talk to my man about somethin'
Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks
Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks
Now I don't give a fuck about the Hell's gate
Ain't punkin' the crowd, man
I'm still standin' up staight
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 shootin' mailboxes knowin' where the cop is, yeah
They're at the Dunkin' Donuts adjacent from the Froman's
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
Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks
Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks
Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks
Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks

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