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]
