Make sure the mark pulls cash out
Don’t bring him back until you’ve seen the paper
Duplicate keys and wet latex
Room 203 is vacant
Get him naked
Don’t be scared, do what we said
Shoot the ball above his head
He’s been played out
The law is onto us
Take him down under the rainbow
Let him crawl back out
What makes you think can drink my liquor?
What makes you think you can fuck my wife?
A little late to be asking questions
A little to be leaving
This is how it’s going to go, motherfucker
Empty out your pockets and don’t let me see you again