I might creep through your quiet house
I'll tie your spouse down by the couch pullin’ the iron out
While she hidin' out, she don’t know where the money’s hidin’ out
Gimme the money before I put this iron snout in your lyin’ mouth
I takes on the role of a robber: why else would he wear this goon mask?
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