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Three Officers

Yo, look...there's officer....
Yo, yo..!! Look , there's another one ..
I have 2 officers and a Logan .
Put that weed somewhere , preferably in ya Chest !
2007! Aha! I'm stayin' at the shadow of my 'plant' with
the spliff between my lips
Fascinated by the Starry Sky , 'phhhbb' Ah, Sorry !!
Since 'little' i had big problems with the booze
And i didn't suc* from the boo* 'cause it would've get me hard
Police!!...
At the door is the DEA, i'm hiding' the weed well ...
'Open up yo,....they're looking you '!
I run through the brushes , through kids ,
I'm 'runing' like hell , to not go again into 'handwriting'
It all gone upside down , it isn't normally
To not have the right of doin\ weed, yet to fuc* in ya as* it
is legal
Anti pot capmaign, on the TV....
Ya better teach them kids that Elton John doesn't
have puss* between legs !
I'm a champ, at 100spliffs 'contest'
Them 'hounds, behind me are starting to 'boil' up
'Freeze!!!'
I'm turning towards them with the weed in the bag
They stare, like fools , like Mutu to piturca
With the Breathalyzer in my mouth , with my pockets 'outside'
I am 'squezeed' by three officers fron the 7th grade
 
Chorus x2
I Put my hands behind my head , i draw out what i have
in my pockets
Only, don't bump me with the nightstick anymore!
I'm a consumer, ya understand me for sure
If not , sonehow you're a coc*sucke* , Mr. Policeman
 
Cheloo
This glass of water bro , it looks like being way too
watered down,
I'm afraid that i'm being pickpocketed , and it doesn't get
up to my head
Ya wanna see what i'm capable to do!?
Ya don't have time to waste, fill up my air doll with foams
while i'm fuckin her
My enemies , to 'earn' as much as my father does,
And to '|think' as much as the rich kids
Them cops don't burn the drugs, dear children,
I believe that they 'melt' them, to make you toys
Santa's bringing them hiden up his as*, but what's the problem!?
Wait under the Christmas tree when it zap, cause
ya gonna waste yourselves
Pay attention, cause in a hundred years from now i'll stay
At the wax museum , to smoke my eternity ,
The police appreciates me, yeah 'cause i'm fine boy and
i go wasted through the windshield , i'm not a shi*head
I do the Ballon Test, 'thriled' i'm giving my ensurance,
My 'personal charm' can increase my guilty !?
 
Chorus x2
I Put my hands behind my head , i draw out what i have
in my pockets
Only, don't bump me with the nightstick anymore!
I'm a consumer, ya understand me for sure
If not , sonehow you're a coc*sucke* , Mr. Policeman
 
Gotcha!
'Mom'' wants to beat me! Don't hit me
'What you have there ?'
What i have there !?
'What you have there ?'
'What ya have here!?'
What i have there !?
'What you have there ?'
You crackhead, gotcha !!
'Mom'' wants to beat me! Don't hit me
'What you have there ?'
What i have there !?
'What you have there ?'
'What ya have here!?'
What i have there !?
'What you have there ?'
You crackhead, with these kind of things ya roll? What
you have there ? What's this?
What's here?
 
I'm not wastedm, i'm smoked, i'm not smoked, i'm awake,
i'm not awake , i'm smoked !....
 


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