The Lonely Island Shy Ronnie 2: Ronnie & Clyde Lyrics
Last updated: 06/22/2012 12:00:00 PM
You know the system,
we have the fire power,
and we have each other.
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
We at it again, everybody now
Hands in the air, it's a stick up, stick up
no funny business or you get lit up, lit up
You test I (I), you gon' die (die)
And at your funeral ya mama gon' cry
So customers kiss the floor, floor
And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow
If you don't wanna end up dead
You'll do everything Shy Ronnie says
Tell 'em, Ronnie!
hey its shy Ronnie
now you down on the floor
I'm getting changed in my bag in the back of the store
but I'm gonna go and be the best
i knew it and suck my dick in the butt in the forest
but it doesn't matter
because we coming for your money ha-haa!
No one in the bank can hear you
Shy Ronnie, use your outside voice
We don't have time for this
So stay on the ground it's a stick up, stick up
Your wallets and jewels we'll pick up, pick up
Unload the cash (cash), move your ass (ass)
We gettin' money, tell 'em Shy Ronnie
now I'm on the scene,
shy Ronnie with the heat
but uh oh I'm gonna get touched
but now I'm gonna tell you why it don't stop
and its gonna be a long night
sucking on your gets boner ha-HAAA
Please, please use your words
Just imagine that everyone's naked
Boner alert. He really pictured them naked.
Why did I think you could do this?
Ronnie hostage on the move [gunshot]
He shot himself.
Why is your gun so small?
The police are on their way
(Come out with your hands up)
Good luck, Shy Ronnie
Ronnie motherfucker and I'm back from the dead,
Brain bored with the murder, so I shot my own leg
Don't get the name twisted, cause I'm crazy as shit
I hung a giant ass noose off my giant ass dick
Aye! I forgot this money
And also this guy
Come on, we're gonna have sex
And you can hang from it
Cause you don't wanna see my real gun
Shots to the sky but your face sound real fun!
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