| I’m going downtown with the boys in blue
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| And I’ll be locked up for a day or two
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| They got my wheels stashed in the parking lot
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| Two hundred fifty bones to pick the lock
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| They gave me one call to get some cash
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| I don’t give a fuck, dialed up some ass
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| I spent the night there and the rent was cheap
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| Best damn sleep that I got in a week
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| Yeah
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| It took them thirty five minutes but he’s out the door
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| Sack of weed from the mailman, ?? |
| pine on the floor
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| And I’ve been sitting here waiting in my whip like a chore
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| Cause it’s 96 degrees, I need to go to the store
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| Cop a mickeys for a forty, then I chill on the porch
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| On my way to Zip’s ??, I find a problem of sorts
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| Pig in the back with the whoop whoop, one time
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| Just pulled me over and it’s bound to be a fun time
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| I’m low down dirty
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| I’m downright, downright
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| Low down dirty
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| I’m downright, downright
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| Low down dirty
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| I’m downright, downright
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| Low down dirty
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| Yo check it out, this is scene two
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| I’m definitely being cool
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| But even a good cop is being mean too
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| I’m being polite as hell
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| Answering questions with the: «yes sir, yes sir, well?»
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| I know he can’t check the whip without permission
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| But he’s all over me like a UFC submission
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| Got my face grinded in his brand new paint job
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| This bitch is on a mission and this pig just can’t stop
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| Clickity-clack, what’s that behind my back?
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| Yeah I know what this is, I shouldn’t even ask
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| «You're going downtown, watch your head, have a seat»
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| «Ah fuck it, might as well, I ain’t got nowhere else to be!»
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| Hah!
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| Let it ride out |