Officer Lyrics by Pharcyde

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]

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