Officer

Yo, Fat Lip 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

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 in shambles

Shoulda 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

And 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

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

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 harass 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

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?

Lights, action without the camera

Side-greens and high beams two to a tee

The blue coat billy goats are crowdin' up my rear view

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 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, discombobulated

Discombobulated 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

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

You don't have a license, you have a warrant?

You have ninety parking tickets, we have to take you in

(We're getting pulled over!)

Okay so, nobody has a license?

Yeah you guys are definitely goin' to jail here

Okay, let's get that impound truck uh right over here

(We're getting pulled over, we're going to jail)