Teen Titans Go! (2013) s04e92 Episode Script
Top of the Titans: Raddest Songs
1 Robin: From Jump City, it's "Top of the Titans," the only countdown of the top songs from "Teen Titans Go!" as determined by Birdarang.
And now, here's Birdarang! That's my name.
Don't wear it out! We're counting down the 12 raddest Titan songs, and since I'm the star, check it.
I'm going first, homeys.
[Laughs.]
Nice baby music.
[Record scratches.]
Oh, snap.
These fools think we're soft.
Hey, Beat Box, I think it's time we go hard.
- Hard - Just like an algebra test - Hard - Just like a silverback's chest - Hard - Just like a dungeon quest - Hard - Just like a really whack house guest Boom! How's that? Is that hard enough? Oh, you think we should go harder, huh? - Hard - Just like a whole face tattoo - Hard - Just like a master of Jiu Jitsu - Hard - Just like catching the stomach flu - Hard - Harder than hard Yes, we're harder then you Man! That was redonkulously hard.
Crane kick Falling, falling Crane kick Falling, falling Lightning earrings, skulls on my shirt Crane kicks raining, I'm gonna make it hurt Nowhere to turn Nowhere to run My crane kick will find you, baby, then you're done I-I-I-I I wanna crane kick you Oh, baby, I I wanna crane kick you in the face Crane kick Falling, falling Debuting at number 10 is the frikety-frikety fresh new track from B.
E.
R.
That's right, yo.
It just got real.
Forever Whoa.
Yes.
It's working! It's hard to sleep 'Cause your mind is playing tricks on me I'm trying to keep My hope-filled heart from missing a beat And I'm tryin' to let you know How your love makes me wanna go, go, go And I'm tryin' to make you see How much you mean to me, me, me Forever, forever Forever Mine, mine, mine Booty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot, scoot, scoot that booty booty Scoot, scoot, scoot that booty booty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Booty [Laughter.]
"Scoot the booty!" [Laughter.]
Don't go chasing waterfalls, yo.
Starfire is here to take it down low.
Baby, take me to the bottom where the frequency low Make me feel the bass drum from that 808 - Yo, drop me with that beat - Yeah - Rock it phat, indeed - Yeah Pull me down onto the floor - Take it down low - Low, low We got the same big heart It pumpin', beatin' hard Don't even have to know ya We from the same, yeah I like it on the down low - Yeah - Nothing to talk about So turn that mouth off, baby And bust the beats out I like the radio blastin' Feeling fantastic I'd dance all night if I could Make that sub-sonic boom And shake every room in every joint in the hood And let that bottom beat thump That booty be bumpin' Like you were dreaming it would Everybody watching me movin' Haters keep on droolin' Yeah, they all be provin' they just wish they could Take it down low Beast Boy and Cyborg: Cool school! [Bell rings.]
Welcome to cool school, students.
I'm your professor.
It's time to get cool, like, right, right now Y'all Titans really wanna know how? Well, it takes attitude and confidence Mix 'em up together like bam - Hey, Titans - What? - Titans? - What? - How do y'all like my butt? - Say what? It's C to the double-O-L! Oh, whoops, what's that you smell? Cool, cool Cool, super cool We are being such boys right now, and I love it! Boys, boys, boys, boys [Remix scratches.]
B-b-b-boys [Beatboxing.]
B-b-b-boys Boys B-b-b-boys B-b-b-b-b-boys in your face Girls, girls, girls - Girls! - Are you done? G-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-girls Girls Girls, g-g-g-g-girls Oh, snap.
Here's a phat dance number trickling down into number 5.
[Whistle blows.]
Hit it.
Step to the left, now step to the right Put your knees together and squeeze 'em tight Keep your arms moving side to side Try to hold it in till it's time to ride Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go, uh Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go Keep moving now, don't you stop Hold it in till it's time to drop Let me in before I pop Too late, gotta grab the mop Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go, uh Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go [Toilet flushes.]
Aww, don't tell me I missed the Pee Pee Dance.
- Hey, Titans.
- Now wha? Kid Flash? I haven't seen you since I beat you in that foot race.
- Fair and square.
- You mean when you cheated? What What is that? What are you doing? Mmm.
Mm, sorry, Excuse me.
I'm just, uh, enjoying these sour grapes you brought.
Whatcha got there, sour grapes You got a grip of sour grapes Oooh, them sour grapes You brought them sour grapes Sour grapes, sour grapes He got them sour grapes Oh, sour grapes You brought a grip of sour grapes Oh, boo-hoo-hoo He got them sour grapes Sour grapes, sour grapes He got them sour grapes Oh, yes, you do You got them sour grapes Sour grapes, sour grapes A grip of sour grapes [Autotuned.]
Sour grapes A grip of sour grapes When Robin makes wiggity-whack uncle jokes, you got to put that dumb-dumb in his place.
Cyborg: Ohhh, she called you uncle 'cause your jokes are lame And you're far from funny, it's a crying shame When you hear them crickets, you're the one to blame Ha-ha-ha-ha It is not the cool if you ask me You're acting like a glibnort, do you see? Cyborg: It's the U to the N the C-L-E Uncle jokes are bad for you and me You know them uncle jokes are just not funny Both: Them uncle jokes are just not funny All: Them uncle jokes are just not funny! - Don't tell them uncle jokes no more - Beast Boy: Uh! You heard that one he told yesterday? - Oh, man, that was horrible! - Don't, don't, don't, don't tell them uncle jokes no more Man, those uncle jokes are crunchy! This next song is straight buggin' literally.
That's the name of the song, homeslices.
Straight buggin', I be buggin' I be buggin' on the beat Got a lot hotta rhymes and they're lovin' in the street I spit fire like I downed 55 habaneros Skills for days, more like months Makin' pay or dinero, gettin' crazy Gettin' freaky on the beat, you don't believe me? I'm amazing, I'm a tiki torch That's beating getting flaming bugging, it's what I do When I'm paying full for entertainment Y'all be loving what I do I act a fool and get my payment So watch me ride a beat like I'm at a rodeo Bucking bronco going gonzo but he can't throw me though I'm nice and sweet like ice cream I like when people like me If you spite me, you might see a side that's really fiesty Making' stacks and takin' racks I'm rackin' up the dolo The Federal Reserve has to print me even mo' mo' It ain't about the money, it's just about the funny I love to bug out on the beat And get hoss for my honey, straight buggin' It's time for our number-1 raddest song.
Whew! Here it is.
I saw you dance from the corner I caught your name In a conversation Playing hard to get I can't understand When I look at you I see the story in your eyes When we're dancin' The night begins to shine Night begins to shine The night begins to shine Night begins to shine When we're dancing The night begins to shine Dark till dawn My heart was racing I took you home In the driving rain Had my mind made up I wanna feel your touch When I look at you I see the story in your eyes When we're dancing The night begins to shine
And now, here's Birdarang! That's my name.
Don't wear it out! We're counting down the 12 raddest Titan songs, and since I'm the star, check it.
I'm going first, homeys.
[Laughs.]
Nice baby music.
[Record scratches.]
Oh, snap.
These fools think we're soft.
Hey, Beat Box, I think it's time we go hard.
- Hard - Just like an algebra test - Hard - Just like a silverback's chest - Hard - Just like a dungeon quest - Hard - Just like a really whack house guest Boom! How's that? Is that hard enough? Oh, you think we should go harder, huh? - Hard - Just like a whole face tattoo - Hard - Just like a master of Jiu Jitsu - Hard - Just like catching the stomach flu - Hard - Harder than hard Yes, we're harder then you Man! That was redonkulously hard.
Crane kick Falling, falling Crane kick Falling, falling Lightning earrings, skulls on my shirt Crane kicks raining, I'm gonna make it hurt Nowhere to turn Nowhere to run My crane kick will find you, baby, then you're done I-I-I-I I wanna crane kick you Oh, baby, I I wanna crane kick you in the face Crane kick Falling, falling Debuting at number 10 is the frikety-frikety fresh new track from B.
E.
R.
That's right, yo.
It just got real.
Forever Whoa.
Yes.
It's working! It's hard to sleep 'Cause your mind is playing tricks on me I'm trying to keep My hope-filled heart from missing a beat And I'm tryin' to let you know How your love makes me wanna go, go, go And I'm tryin' to make you see How much you mean to me, me, me Forever, forever Forever Mine, mine, mine Booty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot, scoot, scoot that booty booty Scoot, scoot, scoot that booty booty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Scoot your booty, that booty, now do the booty scooty Booty [Laughter.]
"Scoot the booty!" [Laughter.]
Don't go chasing waterfalls, yo.
Starfire is here to take it down low.
Baby, take me to the bottom where the frequency low Make me feel the bass drum from that 808 - Yo, drop me with that beat - Yeah - Rock it phat, indeed - Yeah Pull me down onto the floor - Take it down low - Low, low We got the same big heart It pumpin', beatin' hard Don't even have to know ya We from the same, yeah I like it on the down low - Yeah - Nothing to talk about So turn that mouth off, baby And bust the beats out I like the radio blastin' Feeling fantastic I'd dance all night if I could Make that sub-sonic boom And shake every room in every joint in the hood And let that bottom beat thump That booty be bumpin' Like you were dreaming it would Everybody watching me movin' Haters keep on droolin' Yeah, they all be provin' they just wish they could Take it down low Beast Boy and Cyborg: Cool school! [Bell rings.]
Welcome to cool school, students.
I'm your professor.
It's time to get cool, like, right, right now Y'all Titans really wanna know how? Well, it takes attitude and confidence Mix 'em up together like bam - Hey, Titans - What? - Titans? - What? - How do y'all like my butt? - Say what? It's C to the double-O-L! Oh, whoops, what's that you smell? Cool, cool Cool, super cool We are being such boys right now, and I love it! Boys, boys, boys, boys [Remix scratches.]
B-b-b-boys [Beatboxing.]
B-b-b-boys Boys B-b-b-boys B-b-b-b-b-boys in your face Girls, girls, girls - Girls! - Are you done? G-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-girls Girls Girls, g-g-g-g-girls Oh, snap.
Here's a phat dance number trickling down into number 5.
[Whistle blows.]
Hit it.
Step to the left, now step to the right Put your knees together and squeeze 'em tight Keep your arms moving side to side Try to hold it in till it's time to ride Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go, uh Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go Keep moving now, don't you stop Hold it in till it's time to drop Let me in before I pop Too late, gotta grab the mop Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go, uh Knock knock, let me in Knock knock, let me in I gotta go [Toilet flushes.]
Aww, don't tell me I missed the Pee Pee Dance.
- Hey, Titans.
- Now wha? Kid Flash? I haven't seen you since I beat you in that foot race.
- Fair and square.
- You mean when you cheated? What What is that? What are you doing? Mmm.
Mm, sorry, Excuse me.
I'm just, uh, enjoying these sour grapes you brought.
Whatcha got there, sour grapes You got a grip of sour grapes Oooh, them sour grapes You brought them sour grapes Sour grapes, sour grapes He got them sour grapes Oh, sour grapes You brought a grip of sour grapes Oh, boo-hoo-hoo He got them sour grapes Sour grapes, sour grapes He got them sour grapes Oh, yes, you do You got them sour grapes Sour grapes, sour grapes A grip of sour grapes [Autotuned.]
Sour grapes A grip of sour grapes When Robin makes wiggity-whack uncle jokes, you got to put that dumb-dumb in his place.
Cyborg: Ohhh, she called you uncle 'cause your jokes are lame And you're far from funny, it's a crying shame When you hear them crickets, you're the one to blame Ha-ha-ha-ha It is not the cool if you ask me You're acting like a glibnort, do you see? Cyborg: It's the U to the N the C-L-E Uncle jokes are bad for you and me You know them uncle jokes are just not funny Both: Them uncle jokes are just not funny All: Them uncle jokes are just not funny! - Don't tell them uncle jokes no more - Beast Boy: Uh! You heard that one he told yesterday? - Oh, man, that was horrible! - Don't, don't, don't, don't tell them uncle jokes no more Man, those uncle jokes are crunchy! This next song is straight buggin' literally.
That's the name of the song, homeslices.
Straight buggin', I be buggin' I be buggin' on the beat Got a lot hotta rhymes and they're lovin' in the street I spit fire like I downed 55 habaneros Skills for days, more like months Makin' pay or dinero, gettin' crazy Gettin' freaky on the beat, you don't believe me? I'm amazing, I'm a tiki torch That's beating getting flaming bugging, it's what I do When I'm paying full for entertainment Y'all be loving what I do I act a fool and get my payment So watch me ride a beat like I'm at a rodeo Bucking bronco going gonzo but he can't throw me though I'm nice and sweet like ice cream I like when people like me If you spite me, you might see a side that's really fiesty Making' stacks and takin' racks I'm rackin' up the dolo The Federal Reserve has to print me even mo' mo' It ain't about the money, it's just about the funny I love to bug out on the beat And get hoss for my honey, straight buggin' It's time for our number-1 raddest song.
Whew! Here it is.
I saw you dance from the corner I caught your name In a conversation Playing hard to get I can't understand When I look at you I see the story in your eyes When we're dancin' The night begins to shine Night begins to shine The night begins to shine Night begins to shine When we're dancing The night begins to shine Dark till dawn My heart was racing I took you home In the driving rain Had my mind made up I wanna feel your touch When I look at you I see the story in your eyes When we're dancing The night begins to shine