The Lonely Island
Текст песни Ronnie And Clyde

Rihanna:
We've done the work.
We know the system.
We have the firepower,
And we have each other.
You ready?

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, you gonna die,
And at your funeral your momma gonna cry.
So customers kiss the floor, floor,
And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow.
If you don't wanna end up dead,
You do everything Shy Ronnie says!
Tell them Ronnie!

Ronnie:
[mumbling]

Rihanna:
No one in the back can hear you!
Shy Ronnie,
Use your outside voice!
We don't have time for this!
Let's go!
So stay on the ground, it's a stick up, stick up!
Your wallets and jewels we will pick up, pick up!
Unload the cash, move your ass,
We gettin' money, tell them Shy Ronnie!

Ronnie:
[mumbling]

Rihanna:
Please, please use your words!
Just imagine that everyone's naked.
Uh, oh!
Boner alert!
He really pictured them naked...
Why did I think you could do this?
Ronnie hostage on the move!
He shot himself!
And why is your gun so small?
The police are on their way!
Good luck, Shy Ronnie!
Bye, bye!

Ronnie:
Ronnie motherfucker and I'm back from the dead,
Playing ??? ??? so I shot my own leg.
Forget the name, twisted, cause I'm crazy as shit,
I Hung the diant ass noose off my giant ass dick.
[mumbling]

Rihanna:
I forgot this money,
And also this guy.
Come on, we're gonna have sex!
Too da loo!

Ronnie:
And you can hang from it,
Cause you don't wanna see my real gun,
Shots through the sky,
Does your face sound real fun!