The Olympicks - Mr. officer lyrics

[Intro] Verse I I just play lotto, get digits from hoes Mr. Officer who did it, I don't know I just come to this corner store for bacon egg & cheese I saw nothing I swear, Ricky did it, my n***a please Play ignorant when you need to Hit it raw like seafood Come in seconds like sequels Wouldn't pop up if he heard peek-a-boo Please don't scuff the sneakers dude Only had these for a week or two Yeah I blew my check just to get a check And yeah I'm broke as f**, another ho to impress With sticky in my wallet, blicky in my pocket, & hickeys on my neck Rich folk looking at me in fear You ever stroll down my block, boy if you think that you scared I'm just an undergrad student, no bachelors degree Eying a bad b**h is how I study abroad I ain't about sh** unless it's honeys involved And I ain't about it unless it's money involved Chorus Mr. Officer Yo these cuffs too tight Mr. Officer You better read my rights Mr. Officer Yo these cuffs too tight n***a, you better read my rights Mr. Officer! Verse II This hat don't make me cool b**hes curve me like bad grades in elementary school I'm embarra**ed, live at home with both parents And a terrace, and ju ju's parents got a real good marriage Nowadays catching hoes like interceptions & pa** em like collections Tryna tell me lighten up, don't you see my complexion f** it, I'm black anyway If I could sides, I'd be on black anyway This lightskin in me probably don't even mean sh** Hairbrush my waves and getting wavy till I be sea sick That's how a n***a gonna live until he see Jesus And if you don't believe in God I show you he exist Cause my daddy paying bills, momma on the phone Watching Joel Olsteen tryna pay these loans Can't call her right now Rachael Ray be on Bet you wanna know what drug that I may be on, Mr. Officer! [Hook] It's funny my head against the hood And if I snitch still my head against the hood Didn't know that I'm a rapper? better yet a black poet? Spit heroic, got a shot if I don't make it out then it's hopeless College Boy, Prince, Judah the Ruler, colder than ya hand in the cooler Tryna ball just hoop no hula, medulla obla-gotta Get me out, verses like evangelist Rap like bandages, like a homeless man I swear I'm ramblin' Panicking, scared, got a girl in the hood She crazy baby, talking baby man this world ain't no good She bad as hell like bebe kids If I don't get back soon it's gone be ugly like Shenaynay kids You see this bacon egg & cheese, it's for us to split Horrible sh**, I don't be tricking' like a nautical flip If you seen her a** you wouldn't wanna be cuffing me I don't know who you looking for, but it ain't f**ing me. Mr. Officer! [Hook]