Ladies and Gentlemen

Momma takes the money
Daddy minds the gun
My sister gets the backdoor
My brother gets the front
And I do all the talkin'
Yes, I handle the crowd
And ladies and gentlemen...
This is a hold-up, everybody get down!
Empty your pockets and look at the ground
Put your money in the bag
When my momma comes 'round
Ladies and gentleman...
This is a hold-up, everybody get down!
Well my daddy went to prison
We went on the run
From the Mississippi river
To the California sun
And that's where it might have ended
If I hadn't found the gun
But ladies and gentlemen...
This is a hold-up, everybody get down!
Empty your pockets and look at the ground
Put your money in the bag
When my momma comes 'round
Ladies and gentleman...
This is a hold-up
I've got six shots spinnin' on the wheel, guy
And I ain't scared to give you one
I'm a money-farmer in a family business
A cash-cow killer and a jailbird's son
So ladies and gentlemen...
This is a hold-up, everybody get down!
Empty your pockets and look at the ground
Put your money in the bag
When my momma comes 'round
Ladies and gentleman...
This is a hold-up, everybody get down!