Locked and Loaded

I'm locked and loaded, I cocked my magnums I'm a golden trojan, and she ride the pole like a stolen pony It's like a thousand horses in this la ferrari But you can't make no baby in a coupe bugatti But you can spread your legs in a porshe cayenne The type of man I am, I'll steal that for you But when you cross your heart with a bible in hand And lie on the stand if it set me free This is holy war, I need you and me But if my house burn down, and that car didn't start I wonder where you'd go, and if you'd take my heart Or would you grab the baretta, off the top of the dresser And shoot the cops up with me, cause you're already locked In a box up with me, so fuck you niggas You know they ain't gon' catch me At least not while I'm breathin' So glad you with me, in this motel six So baby flip the mattress and throw that shit by the door Throw that bag over here, leave some clips on the floor It's some hot shell casings, girl we might not make it I see the swat team coming, and my heart keep racing Baby pass me the clips, pass me the clips But you're already gone [unintelligible] I wish it was me, I wish it was me