P-Pullz - Robbery in Progress lyrics

P-Pullz (ft. Arjay Mian) - “Robbery in Progress” [Produced by DJ Static] [Verse 1: Arjay Mian] One night in store, cleaning up counter Just finished counting change—high amount I felt strange. Something different this evening But I'm not sure, so kept up with my chores It's time to close down store Suddenly, I hear bang bang at the door What the hell do you want? I'm not open “Let us in. We want two phillies and some body lotion” Damn it, I'm not one to turn down sale This town is upscale, plus I recognize the frail one Cut the alarm, put down the stun gun I must let you know I close at one “But the sign says...” I know it says 24 hours But what do you think? I don't like to sleep or take shower? Hurry. I got lady cooking curry in house Naked on couch, her spouse is away We're going to play “Find the Fillet” The big guy say, “How much money do you make today?” None of beeswax concerning my bucks Next thing, the motherf** tell me it's a stickup For your sake, I hope you mean air freshener I'll apply pressure to air dispenser if you try To take treasure. Hey, what you say to him? Frail guy went reaching for the ATM Machine like crack fiend. The other pulled a pistol I'm not going out. Right hook to his nose Cracked the gristle. Tossed diamond crystal salt To blind eyes. Back down the aisle, past the nine lives Picked up Hellmann's. Now you catch hell, man Right across the helmet They went stumbling out my place, but wait They got candy bar, so I gave chase [Hook: DJ Static and (Arjay Mian)] (x2) Robbery in progress. Get the dough Trying to take it all, but they don't know Pay first, pay now or you got to go. Ayyo (I k** you!) [Verse 2: Arjay Mian] Salty face and mayonnaise head jumped in hooptie Trying to escape, so I hop in the taxi Hot pursuit ninety miles an hour plus tax Burning tire tracks filled the city with smoke Switching lanes without signaling, I hear bickering Driver upset on my left fingering “f** you too, buddy.” My mood's ugly Threw a finger back. My front end tapped a Cadillac Go around, they turn on concourse. I'm catching up I'll force them off the road, then snatch ‘em up Got broadside. To Hell you're destined I'm going to… Then I got hailed by a pedestrian Picked up fair, continued the chase Man in back yelling, “Turn on Park Place” This ain't Monopoly. Roll the dice, you land on “Chance” A good chance I'll whip your a** Stop speaking. Carburetor leaking, overheat Dial peaking. Then I hear shrieking Sirens from the cops, telling me to yield They seem to feel I did something improper Jumped the sidewalk to avoid an Impala Lights shine on cab from the helicopter A street opera. Heavy traffic ahead, they can't get far I rammed them hard with the damn crash bar Pay for candy bars, motherb**h a**es Legs twisted, pinned up in the dashboard Cops closing in fast for my arrest I thought fast, ran into an all-night store Gone without trace, they put stake-out But put steak out too long, it will spoil They searched the whole city whole While I sat at home, watching it on Wild Police Videos [Hook: DJ Static and (Arjay Mian)] (x2) Robbery in progress. Get the dough Trying to take it all, but they don't know Pay first, pay now or you got to go. Ayyo (I k** you!)