"Goin' Looney" lyrics
(from "Space Jam: A New Legacy" soundtrack)
Big Freedia
Big Freedia
Queen diva
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
What's up doc?
Shoot your shot
It's 'bout to pop off
We on the clock
What's up doc?
Shoot your shot
It's 'bout to pop off
We on the clock
Go cartoony, when I hit 'em with the looney
Flow so fast
Roadrunner can't pursue me
Lights camera action
I'm the main attraction
Wilin' like coyote, got the party coming to me
I thought I saw a putty cat
I thought I saw a putty cat
Tweet, tweet, tweet
Why you haters always doing that?
I did, I did, I did see a putty cat
Beep, beep, beep
That's my team and they got my back
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
We going looney now
We going looney now
We going looney, going looney
Going looney now
We going looney now
We going looney now
We going looney, going looney
Going looney now
Chilling like bugs
Got the coolest fans ever
Run it back to half
I'ma bring the stormy weather
Birds of a feather
Flocking it together
Quack, quack, quack
We ain't cracking under pressure
No
What you talking 'bout
Oh
We 'bout to knock you out
No
What you talking 'bout
Oh
We 'bout to knock you out
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
What you talking 'bout
We 'bout to knock you out
What you talking 'bout
We goin' looney
We 'bout to knock you out
(We goin' looney)
What you talking 'bout
(We goin' looney)
What you talking 'bout
What's up doc, shoot your shot, it's 'bout to pop off
What's up doc, shoot your shot, it's 'bout to pop
What's up doc, shoot your shot, it's 'bout to pop off
What's up doc, what's up doc
I'ma duffy daffy duck
Quack-quack, if you buck
Rolling with the tunesquad
Wish my haters luck
I'ma duffy daffy duck
Quack-quack, if you buck
Rolling with the tunesquad
Wish my haters luck
You thought you knew me
We going looney
You thought you knew me
We going looney
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-that's all folks
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th–th-that's all
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-that's all folks
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th–th-that-that's
That's all folks
Big Freedia
Queen diva
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
What's up doc?
Shoot your shot
It's 'bout to pop off
We on the clock
What's up doc?
Shoot your shot
It's 'bout to pop off
We on the clock
Go cartoony, when I hit 'em with the looney
Flow so fast
Roadrunner can't pursue me
Lights camera action
I'm the main attraction
Wilin' like coyote, got the party coming to me
I thought I saw a putty cat
I thought I saw a putty cat
Tweet, tweet, tweet
Why you haters always doing that?
I did, I did, I did see a putty cat
Beep, beep, beep
That's my team and they got my back
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We going looney
We going looney now
We going looney now
We going looney, going looney
Going looney now
We going looney now
We going looney now
We going looney, going looney
Going looney now
Chilling like bugs
Got the coolest fans ever
Run it back to half
I'ma bring the stormy weather
Birds of a feather
Flocking it together
Quack, quack, quack
We ain't cracking under pressure
No
What you talking 'bout
Oh
We 'bout to knock you out
No
What you talking 'bout
Oh
We 'bout to knock you out
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
We going, we going, we going looney
What you talking 'bout
We 'bout to knock you out
What you talking 'bout
We goin' looney
We 'bout to knock you out
(We goin' looney)
What you talking 'bout
(We goin' looney)
What you talking 'bout
What's up doc, shoot your shot, it's 'bout to pop off
What's up doc, shoot your shot, it's 'bout to pop
What's up doc, shoot your shot, it's 'bout to pop off
What's up doc, what's up doc
I'ma duffy daffy duck
Quack-quack, if you buck
Rolling with the tunesquad
Wish my haters luck
I'ma duffy daffy duck
Quack-quack, if you buck
Rolling with the tunesquad
Wish my haters luck
You thought you knew me
We going looney
You thought you knew me
We going looney
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-that's all folks
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th–th-that's all
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-that's all folks
Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th–th-that-that's
That's all folks
Writer(s): Freddie Ross, Suzannah Powell, Ryan Chavez, Owen Hobson, Miles Comaskey
