Bitch! Get down! Face on the ground!
Everyone react to this magnum's sound!
Shoulda' stayed in today, I'm not playin'
First bitch to say a word is dead, I'm slayin'
I need what's in the drawer and what's in the vault
Gimme all the change, close ya' got damn throat
You wanna be dead? It'll be ya' own fault
Come for this queen? Choke it down or lick shots
Shots at the floor. You betta' dance
Amuse your assailant. This ya' last chance
I am a thief; Gimme jewels and cash
Say what mutha' fucka'? That'll be ya' ass

Say what? Stick 'em Up

I will destroy you. Pussy black widow
Don't be a hero. They won't save you. See...
I'mma get this green, this real dough
I'm lookin' for investments also
I like to live good... excessive.
I'm an uncommon thug. Expensive.
So here we are. Gun to ya' temple
Gold barrel, and still it fires simple
Leave behind self control, I'mma get this money
Mutha' fucka', you bet not do nothin' funny
That's right, fill the bag, fill it to the top
Don't stop till the bag get's fat... drop!
It's one and a half, time to speed this shit up
Why ya' cryin', baby? Shut the fuck up!
Don't look at my face. Yes, I know I'm beat
All you see is Louboutin heels on my feet
Run out the front door... thanks for your time!
Here's my stunt driver. Pedal down, bitch, drive!
I got a habit for fashion, thanks for cooperating.
This has been a stick up... who next is donatin'?

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Cash. Diamonds. Stocks. Bonds.
Shoes. Clothes. Drinks. Rides.
Steal... at Gunpoint. Get out. Fast!
Run. Hide. Tonight? We dance. (2x)

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