Officer Lyrics

Officer lyrics

yo fatlip man  

 yo man they tryin' to run a 5-0 move on us man  

 yo man  

 you got to tell the suckers what's up boy  

 yeah ha-ha  

  

 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 hootie ride  

 pumped up the jam  

 put it in reverse  

 into first  

 and disperse and  

 from that very moment on my day got worse  

  

 as I was standing in the street  

 I suddenly seen the smoke  

 I know that Derek'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 (is that's a) shambles  

 should'a took the bus  

 a bus without the (silence horses)  

 oh nice  

 I wish we had good bikes  

 we need to exercise  

 maybe we could take a hike  

 an' you could give Sheri back those car keys  

 because everywhere I walk I would not have to say please  

  

 please  

 don't pull me over mr. officer  

 don't pull me over mr. officer please  

 (x4)  

  

 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  

 but it's really blue  

 who would  

 think we're up to good  

 four black niggas ridin' through the neighborhood  

 in hats and glasses  

 makin' funny passes  

 like drivin' slowly  

 playin' low-key for asses  

 knowin' damn well one shine will harrass us  

 and all the while  

 we see girls 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]  

  

 [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 aint got...]  

 [5-0 man, 5-0]  

  

 lights, action  

 without the camera  

 side-greens and high beams  

 two to a tee  

 the blue coat billy goats are crowdin up my rearview  

 hot on the trail 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 discomboberated [what]  

 discomboberated [what]  

 discomboberated malfunctionated faded  

 f-a-d-e-d  

 I can't believe it's me  

 oh please  

 oh please  

 oh please  

 oh please  

 oh  

  

 please  

 don't pull me over mr. officer  

 don't pull me over mr. officer please  

 (x4)  

  

 [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...OK so, so  

 nobody has a license? OK uh,...how're you gonna accuse  

 me of doin' something dude...yeah you guys are definitely  

 goin' to jail here, OK let's get that impound truck uh right  

 over here um...we're getting pulled over we're going to  

 jail