Lyrics The Bust - Prince Paul

The Bust

TARIQ: Ooh, girl, right there.
Don’t slow down
OFFICER O’MALLEY BITCHKOWSKI: All right!
Open the fucking door!
It’s the police!
TARIQ: Aww, shit!
What the fuck?
OFFICER OB: Okay!
I’m gonna count to three!
…Three!
OFFICER OB: Freeze!
Put your hands up!
You too, bitch!
HOOKER (in background): Ah!
Ah!
Oh my God!
I cannot believe this!
I cannot believe this is happening!
Oh my God!
He made me do it!
He made me do it!
He jumped on me, all right?
I know I look good,
but he jumped on me too.
He jumped on me and made me do this!
I cannot believe
this!
Ah!
I am not with him!
It’s his fault!
I’m telling ya!
It wasn’t me!
Oh, please, no!
It wasn’t my fault!
Not my fault!
No!
TARIQ: What did I do?
What’s up?
OFFICER OB: Shut up, punk!
I got a tip there was some foul play going on here!
Wait… Hey, I remember you!
You’re one of Tru’s homeboys!
POLICE OFFICER: Hey, Sarge!
We got a gun, a few bags of weed, crack… It’s not
looking good!
OFFICER OB: All right, put the cuffs on both of them!
POLICE OFFICER: Okay, Sarge
OFFICER OB: Aight, punk!
Let me read you your rights!
Stupid motherfucking
moulie!
You’re going down, punk!