Yeah, this beat remind me of back in the day.
Sunshine,
chillin'.
Man, tell them about your perfect Saturday.
Woke up at 10, no worries at all.
Another sunny day in LA, that's how we ball.
Hit my homie Jay,
cause he rolls the blunts tight.
Head still spinning from the freaks last night.
Yeah man, you know I got the sticky basso.
And five females coming over at four.
I'ma hop in the shower, clean my nuts.
Throw on the polo sport, tuna press the stunts.
Rolling up in the charger with the suicide doors.
Top down cruising as we head to the store.
Jim has some brews, everything that we need.
Then back to the crib smoking indo weed.
It's the perfect Saturday,
there's a knock at the door.
Man,
these girls are here early,
it's a quarter to four.
Man, which of these freaks I'ma see in my bed?
Open the door and see my homie Ned.
Oh, hey guys, how's it going?
What up, Ned?
I got a 911, need to use your head.
That's a no can do.
Ooh, you pressed his own head.
Yeah, I know, now move, I gotta take a *.
Now normally, Ned, the bathroom's yours.
So we got these fine freaks coming over at four.
Fine freaks?
Okay, new plan, I'll just hold it
and let out small farts for the rest of the night.
Okay, Ned, thanks for stopping by.
You're welcome.
Seriously, Ned, it was good to see you.
I know.
The freaks are gonna be here any minute.
We gotta get rid of this guy.
He's your friend, you should ask him to leave.
Because if the freaks come here,
he cannot be here.
Oh, God. Oh, my God.
Oh, one second.
What time is it?
It's four, it's them.
Oh, freaks.
Yes, get Ned out.
Ned, you gotta hop out the window.
But we're on the fifth floor.
Yes, move like Endo.
I'm not doing that.
Then hit the bathroom on the double.
The dub's in my butt and your toilet's in trouble.
Look, Ned, you gotta-
I'll hold it.
I've been in this situation literally hundreds of times.
Oh, what the *?
Oh, no.
I'm gonna need to borrow some pants.
Jeremy, we were buzzing.
Why didn't you-
Oh, hey, ladies.
Oh,
my God,
it smells like * death in here.
I'm getting spayed.
Hey, freaks.
This place smells like *.
It was them.
We're out of here.
It's okay.
Becca, wait.
Damn it.
You guys blew it.
Well, that's too bad, but we ain't mad.
You're not?
No, in fact, we got something to show you.
It's down this hallway and up in the stove.
A surprise?
Something like that.
So walk out front and don't look back.
What's all this plastic?
Were you painting last night?
Don't worry about it.
Just walk towards the light.
It sure is pretty.
Yeah, it sure is.
Close your eyes, Ned.
You're my only friends.
Yeah, motherfuckers.
You didn't think you were gonna get out of this without a fart joke,
did you?
You whack motherfuckers.
You pussy motherfuckers.
What the * y'all thinking?
This is Lonely Island.
Oh,
because we got a little paper now and you see us on the TV?
You think we don't do fart jokes no more?
We were doing fart jokes when you were sucking your mama's tit.
You fart motherfuckers.
* y'all.