MARKED FOR DELETION - Chase Manhattan (Duplicate) lyrics

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MARKED FOR DELETION - Chase Manhattan (Duplicate) lyrics

On the floor, now, NOW! Do it, do it On the floor, now, NOW! Oh sh**~! It's on huh? (Aiyyo sit your boney a** the f*ck down) (We not f*ckin playin in here) This is a stick up, nobody move, get on the floor Get on the walls, take your sneakers off, take off your drawers Cover your dick, b**hes be quiet, don't say sh** You move - I'm a make sure I clap you and ya clique All my gunnies is squeezin Listen to me, before you die, just leave with my cheese I ain't playin I'm sprayin, off top, doors is locked F*ck around, try to run around, you greasy Don't even dare - put your cell phone down dear Before I put my gun in your ear I'm not a new jack, an Iker or a jerk with a pump I'm straight sober, I'm a feed my ratchet and hunt We k** Willies, still hillbillies don't call us nuttin else Might have to melt your Phillies You old man, sit down - tie up his hands And yo smack flames out him, get more and then blamp him Don't move! Don't f*ckin move! Put your hands in the air, put your hands in the air Get 'em up! Get on your knees Get on your knees, GET ON YOUR KNEES Gimme that f*ckin bag man Gimme that sh** you're my f*ckin wife man Get the f*ck out This b**h started blowin me in the safe Her fantasy to f*ck a bank robber so I blew a load in her face I knew her from Canarsie, used to work at Chase Manhattan Smiled when I walked in wavin the ratchet An inside job, the best kind, the rest I rob Stay on the ground or you'll be laid to rest by God I seen big face hundreds and bail bonds I also see cameras on, I'm glad I wore my ski mask camouflage Listen to "Lamb of God" while I packed the bong While I studied how to disable a bank alarm We got three minutes, handle the job; I'm standin on top Of the counter with the chopper barrel starin at y'all Why you pussies bleedin all on my money you f*ckin up my hundreds Don't get your f*ckin head kicked on some dumb sh** stupid We the future of this bank robbin industry Kidnap the judge and get a hundred years conspiracy Everybody in the vault, get out, move! On the floor, now, NOW, do it, do it On the floor, now, NOW! Let's play a game Mr. President It's called spin the dial