Three Bedrooms in a Good Neighborhood (Robbing a Bank Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
No, no, no, no

[Chorus 1]
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
Nylons on
Side b*tches don’t
Your table through my
My body through your
Three bedrooms in a good neighborhood
On fire like a margarita made out of wood
She got solar panels for thirty cents a watt
In the future, there’s a party from the past, she’s a cop

[Verse 1]
I’ll jail break ADX with a blank tarot card
Same card pull your hoe card like Zoltar
Two crystal balls dangle from my boneyard
I’m Niagara Falls flowing crowbar
La la la la, I got Folsom bars
Your flows uniral take a dive bars
La la la la
Go down in the fifth you service town car
Swiftly service me, b*tch it’s called outlaw
[Chorus 2]
Nylons on veal
Side b*tches don’t heal
Your table through my head
My body through your bed
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
Three bedrooms in a good neighborhood
On fire like a margarita made out of wood
She got solar panels for thirty cents a watt
In the future, there’s a party from the past, she’s a cop

[Verse 2]
This private ocean I carve
I’ll carve this b*tch into high art
No say b*tch made state of mind art
My murder spree murk out this conk
Albert Fish gaunt sunk out this conk
Strictly ugly f*ck for your c*nt
c*nts over easy and more blunts
Thermal strong arm gravity sink bong and
Head games with an only child
I foghorn devils, devils jelly
Felt me, unbelt me, bombard your belly
Force feed me through your telly
Cyborg swelling pregnant can’t abort
[Chorus 3]
Nylons on
Side b*tches don’t
Your table through my
My body through your
Nylons on veal
Side b*tches don’t heal
Your table through my head
My body through your
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no
Nylons on
Side b*tches don’t
Your table through my
My body through your
Nylons on veal
Side b*tches don’t heal
Your table through my head
My body through your