Officer

[Intro] Yo, Fatlip, man Yo, man, they tryna run a power move on us, man Yo, man You got to tell the suckers what's up, boy Yeah, haha [Verse 1: Fatlip] I got a letter from the DMV the other day I opened and read it, it said they were suckers They tried to tell me that my license was suspended I got offended for a minute, then pretended That I never even got the damn letter It's nine o'clock on the dot, so I think I'd better Scoot off to school, 'cause in class, there's a test I gotta dress fast, grab my glasses and my vest Oh damn, as hardheaded as I am Hopped in my hooptie ride, pumped up the jam Put it in reverse, into first, then dispersed and From that very moment on, my day got worse [Verse 2: Bootie Brown] As I was standing in the street, I suddenly seen the smoke I know that Derrick's on his way, I ran to get my coat And a bag from the room, it took a minute, boom Hopped into the car, we drove away in a zoom I assume doom as we were drivin' on the gravel At any given minute, we could have a shortened travel So I ramble about my life, 'cause that's in shambles Shoulda took the bus I busted out some sandals or some old Nikes I wish we had some good bikes We need to exercise, maybe we could take a hike And you could give Sheri back those car keys Because everywhere I walk, I would not have to say please [Chorus] Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please [Verse 3: Imani] Away to our destination No license, no insurance, not even registration Tags on the plate say December '82 Car's so dirty it looks gray (Gray), but it's really blue (Blue) Who would think we're up to good? Four Black niggas drivin' through the neighborhood In hats and glasses, makin' funny passes Like drivin' slowly, playin' low-key for asses Knowin' damn well one-time will harass us And all the while (While), we see girls jog (Jog) Sheri's little car is pourin' out smog Then we made a right and I spotted one in tights, ooh (Yo, baby, what's up? Pull over) [Interlude] Do you live with your homeboys? Yeah, I live with my homeboys That's where you're takin' me, to your house where your homeboys are? I mean, but they're not home You ain't got your own crib? Naw I ain't got (5-0, man, 5-0) [Verse 4: Slimkid3] Lights, action, without the camera Sirens and high beams, two to a tee The blue coat billy goats are crowdin' up my rear view Hot on the tail of an innocent being My heartbeat is racin' at a pace so fast I'm wishin' that the coppers would get off my ass My tail, can't go to jail 'cause it's wack What would happen to my girl and my record contract? Yo, fellas (What?), take off the baseball caps Word up, I heard that the nerves get tapped And throw on the glasses and give up the tees Oh, please don't pull me over, officer, please I'm discombobulated (What?), discombobulated (What?) Discombobulated, malfunctionated, faded F-A-D-E-D (Me too), I can't believe it's me Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please, oh, please Oh, please [Chorus] Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please Please don't pull me over, Mr. Officer Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please [Outro] You don't have a license, you have a warrant You have ninety parking tickets We have to take you in, uh Give me a break, shit, man, I didn't do nothin', man Okay, so, so nobody has a license? Okay, uh (How're you gonna accuse me of doin' something, dude?) Yeah, you guys are definitely goin' to jail here Okay, let's get that impound truck, uh, right over here, um We're going to jail