Il testo della Officer

Pharcyde

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 whats up boy
Yeah

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
Its nine oclock on the dot, so i think id better
Scoot off to school cause in class theres 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 dereks 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 thats a 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
An you could give sheri back those car keys
Because everywhere i walk i would not have to say please

Please
Dont pull me over mr. officer
Dont pull me over mr. officer, please
Please
Dont pull me over mr. officer
Dont pull me over mr. officer, please

Away to our destination
No license no insurance not even registration
Tags on the plate say december 82
Cars so dirty it looks gray but its really blue

Who would think were 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
Sheris little car is pourin out smog
Then we made a right and i spotted one in tights
(yo baby whats up, pull over)

(you live with your homeboys?
Yeah, i live with my homeboys
Thats where youre takin me to your house
Where your homeboys are?)

(i mean but theyre not home
You aint 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 rear view
Hot on the trail of an innocent being

My heartbeat is racin at a pace so fast
Im wishin that the coppers would get off my ass
My tail, cant go to jail cause its wack
What would happen to my girl and my record contract

Yo fellas take off the baseball caps
(what)
Word up i heard that the nerves get tapped
And throw on the glasses and give up the tees
Oh please, dont pull me over officer please

Im discomboberated
(what)
Discomboberated
(what)
Discomboberated malfunctionated faded
F a d e d
I cant believe its me
Oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please
Oh

Please
Dont pull me over mr. officer
Dont pull me over mr. officer, please
Please
Dont pull me over mr. officer
Dont pull me over mr. officer, please

(you dont 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 didnt do nothin man
Okay so, so nobody has a license? okay uh)

(howre you gonna accuse me of doin something dude
Yeah you guys are definitely goin to jail here
Okay lets get that impound truck uh right over here um
Were getting pulled over were going to jail)