Pharcyde - Officer Lyrics
Yo fatlip manYo man they tryin to run a 5-0 move on us manYo manYou got to tell the suckers whats up boyYeah ha-haI got a letter from the dmvThe other dayI opened and read itIt said they were suckersThey tried to tell me that my license was suspendedI got offendedFor a minute then pretendedThat I never even got the damn letterIts nine oclockOn the dotSo I think Id betterScoot off to schoolcause in class theres a testI gotta dress fastGrab my glasses and my vestOh damnAs hardheaded as I amHopped in my hootie ridePumped up the jamPut it in reverseInto firstAnd disperse andFrom that very moment on my day got worseAs I was standing in the streetI suddenly seen the smokeI know that dereks on his wayI ran to get my coatAnd a bag from the roomIt took a minute, boomHopped into the carWe drove away in a zoomI assume doomAs we were drivin on the gravelAt any given minute we could have a shortened travelSo I rambleAbout my life (is thats a) shamblesShoulda took the busA bus without the (silence horses)Oh niceI wish we had good bikesWe need to exerciseMaybe we could take a hikeAn you could give sheri back those car keysBecause everywhere I walk I would not have to say pleasePleaseDont pull me over mr. officerDont pull me over mr. officer please(x4)AwayTo our destinationNo license no insuranceNot even registrationTags on the plate say december 82Cars so dirty it looks grayBut its really blueWho wouldThink were up to goodFour black niggas ridin through the neighborhoodIn hats and glassesMakin funny passesLike drivin slowlyPlayin low-key for assesKnowin damn well one shine will harrass usAnd all the whileWe see girls jogSheris little car is pourin out smogThen we made a right and I spotted one in tights [ooh][yo baby whats up, pull over][you live with your homeboys? ...yeah I live with myHomeboys...thats where youre takin me to your houseWhere your homeboys are? ...i mean but theyre notHome...you aint got your own crib? ...naw I aint got...][5-0 man, 5-0]Lights, actionWithout the cameraSide-greens and high beamsTwo to a teeThe blue coat billy goats are crowdin up my rearviewHot on the trail of an innocent beingMy heartbeat is racin at a pace so fastIm wishin that the coppers would get off my assMy tail, cant go to jail cause its wackWhat would happen to my girl and my record contractYo fellas [what]Take off the baseball capsWord up I heard that the nerves get tappedAnd throw on the glasses and give up the (tees)Oh please dont pull me over officer pleaseIm discomboberated [what]Discomboberated [what]Discomboberated malfunctionated fadedF-a-d-e-dI cant believe its meOh pleaseOh pleaseOh pleaseOh pleaseOhPleaseDont pull me over mr. officerDont pull me over mr. officer please(x4)[you dont have a license, you have a warrant, you haveNinety parking tickets we have to take you in uh...give meA break, shit man I didnt do nothin man...ok so, soNobody has a license? ok uh,...howre you gonna accuseMe of doin something dude...yeah you guys are definitelyGoin to jail here, ok lets get that impound truck uh rightOver here um...were getting pulled over were going toJail]
