"Trouble On Dookie Island" Lyrics

Look at me, you need a bad man like me
All I have are my balls and my job, and i don't bust for no one.

Yo, hopped the whip, popped the heater out the glove-y.
Ski-masked it up, bout to jack these fools, love me.
Blasted through the door, blazin' hell with the shells flyin'
Spiderwebbed the flat screen in one shot, babies crying.

Got these bitches nose bloody, face-down in the shag.
This bitch is flippin'- shut the fuck 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? Yeah, boy. Now make that engine dance.
This shit is stallin'. Fuck man, they strapped up.
Lets make break for it to the crib for the backup.

We hit the pavement, dookie bustin' all outta my jeans,
Yo, hop the fence so we can get away clean.
We hit the dirt. This rottweiler snarlin' and smilin',
he tore my pantleg off, a bunch of dookies went flyin'

I had to blast, dog brains all in the grass.
Mixed with the dookies, Yeah man! Nighty night. Time to smash.
Yo we cut through the park, dookies poppin outta my shirt.
A hail of bullets from behind, like lead fireworks

Dookie fillin' up my sneaks, bout to bust, No Doubt!
Took off IsoToner gloves, shook the dookies out.
Yo, it's a chase, they want us to be chased.
Yo, duck over here, I gotta ditch some dead dookie weight

Whipped off my stunning, so I can drop the dookies.
Cop blazin' out the eucalyptus tryna' shoot me.
I blew out his back. Thats all she wrote, man.
Yeah, on his chest, slapped two dookies for the poor man.

They comin' man, quick, throw these dookies in the trash.
Hold up, more dookies, they comin' out fast.
Yo, I can't move my leg, 'cause im stuck on dookie mountain.
Fifty guns open fire, blood spray like fountain.

Now our bodies all shredded, shots blaze right through me.
Deader than dust, done in by the dookie!
Trouble on Dookie Island