OCEAN’S ELEVEN

Hey Spongebob, you seen what Plankton’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 (money!)
Yeah, fuck it
We grown from it, yeah (money!)
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
Ha ha
We know where you live like we Nardwuar
Ha ha
Doodaloot yo ass, wit that fa fa
Ha ha
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 chihuahua, I'm a fuckin' Rottweiler
My money like my skin tone, big blue colors

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