One Times Got No Case Lyrics by Sir Mix-a-lot

One Times Got No Case Lyrics

    *spoken*

    What you pullin' me over fo' mistuh offi-suh?
    I'll be askin' the questions leroy.
    My name ain't leroy, man.
    Heh, all right jerome, outta the car.
    Man, why i gotta be jerome man? why can't i be tommy or philbert or something?
    Just put your hands on the hood muhammed

    *rap*

    It's the man that you love to hate
    Coming outta washington state
    Cops don't like my profile
    Cause mixalot kicks much style
    So the man is on my trail
    He wanna take mix to jail
    If he does, i'll make the bail
    Cause i know alot of rich females
    I'm shakin' 'em just like this
    Keepin' that porsche in fifth
    King county cops don't quit
    Even when a young brothers legit
    So they follow me wherever i go
    I hear 'em on the radio
    With a scanner that i bought from the sto'
    Cause a brother like mix gotta know
    I'm checkin' them cops with radar
    They don't believe i'm a rap star
    That my brain is up to par
    An i'm ready when they follow my car
    I know they wanna spray me with mace
    Cause my trunk keeps pumpin' much bass
    But they best get outta my face
    Cause one-times got no case, give it to me

    One-times got no case

    The police think i'm movin' them keys
    They trip cause i clock much d
    They pull a gat an' they yell out "freeze!"
    I'm whippin' out my i.d.
    My gat sits under my seat
    The cops throw me out in the street
    They found my gun like thieves
    Officer friendly has got a new beat
    So i show him my gun permit
    I told him i roll legit
    Give me a test to see if i'm drinkin'
    They claim my breath was stinkin'
    They had me walk on the line
    I walked backwards stopped on a dime
    My female just reclines
    Cause she knows i know the time
    I'm hip to the cop procedure
    They get ya everytime they see ya
    They stop ya, they cuff ya
    They roll ya an' they rough ya
    They ask what i do for a livin'
    Should this information be givin'?
    This is what keeps me driven
    Some cops want a brother in prison
    So i got me a few attorneys
    Just in case a cop wanna burn me
    They protect me from the state
    Cause one-time's got no case, break it on down

    One-times got no case

    A cop asks me "what's my name, and don't lie"
    And i'm askin' officer "why?
    Why ya wanna mess with a brother like mix
    When you know i'm livin' legit?"
    The cop said "don't get smart.
    I tear soul-brother apart"
    I said "well take off your gun, if you wanna get done
    An' i'll show you that i ain't the one"
    The cop rolled up his fist
    Puts the handcuffs on my wrists
    Then he threw a straight jab and he missed
    A female cop pulls up and she's pissed
    But this cop had k-9
    A soul sister, yes she's fine
    I said "won't ya help a brother outta bind?"
    But that badge was going to her mind
    So she stuck a billy club in my back
    She said "don't think because you're black
    That i won't beat you", crack, "hit you with the gat"
    Her partner starts to laugh

    Oooh, hit 'em again. hit 'em again.

    So they took me on down to the jail
    P.l.b. came to pay my bail
    Then we called goldstein and claire
    Them's my lawyers
    Walkin' up the stairs
    To the courtroom dressed in suits
    'bout to give a couple cops the boot
    So the female cop takes the stand
    Took her oath with the wrong damn hand
    My lawyers ate her up like catfish
    The other cop pleads the fifth
    She lost her job
    I seen a few tears on her face
    Sorry baby, one-time's got no case

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