Yall ready for this
[Verse 1: Sicx]
Mr. Mr. Policeman
I ran from your gun with no dope in my hand
I don't smoke dope cause I cannot stand it
No gat cause you went and banned it
Now I'm empty handed so if you blasted
Then my son will be a bastard
How am I supposed to know
Which cop to bust or which cop will roll
Which cop to trust or which cop to dust
It gets all ruff when it comes to 5 0
See me walkin' down the block
I got no rock, but you still stop
Had me down, ask my name
No cocaine, ain't a damn thing changed
Officer get off my back
I don't have time to deal with that
Knowin' damn well I don't sell crack
And leave me alone I got hoes to smack
But if your wife ain't doin jack
Let me get with her, I'll teach hеr to knack
Polly wanna snickers from a brother who's black
Cause I hеard you cracker ain't all that
Now take your ass on back to Franklin
Cause I ain't got no time to gankin'
Sucka, punk mutha
It really don't matter if you had a lot of data on a brotha
I done took all I could stand
Mr. Mr. Policeman
[Chorus]
And you dont stop
Mr. Mr. Policeman
[Verse 2: Sicx]
It's saturday, I'm on my way to the mall
Comin' up close guess who I saw
The boys in blue tryna school on a fool
Next thing you know I'm up against on that wall
Ask me questions for what I dont know
"On probation?" I dont think so
"Do you have a record?" Yeah, it's in the store
You wanna autograph before I go
Open up the door to the mall
I'm all about tha hoes to forget yes y'all don't play me close
I'm not that one, you might get dug
For the day is done, so check it out
Rent a cop, rent a cop, you're way too heavy
All on my jock cuz you seen my chevy
No dope slangin' , no gangbangin'
But you think that I came to the mall for hangin'
Try my damnest not to hate
But you play me like bobby every step I take
Press up and sweat me, forget me not
Cuz that'll be the day a rent a cop get got
I done took all I could take
While you watchin' every move I make
And you got your nerve with no gat in your hand
Boom! there we go Mr. Policeman
[Chorus]
Yeah Mr. Mr. Policeman
Mr. Mr. Policeman
Mr. Mr. Policeman
Check it out
[Verse 3: Sicx]
One time's on my back so I'm pulled to the side
Tre 5's in the trunk for the funk who will jack for my ride
Police done caught me sidin'
Profilin' at 15 miles
Damn, what they stop me for
Tapped on my glass I rolled down my window
Officer is there a problem
I gets no answer so I watch him
I keep on watchin cuz I don't trust him
I've seen enuff of how they ruff 'em
And how they cuff 'em
And then they blast 'em
Cuz I wouldn't put it past 'em
Information, registration drivers license and explanation
Destination, just in case in
A store gets robbed knowin' now I know your face and
Ou that's cold but I don't sweat 'em
You can't provoke me if I don't let 'em
Talkin' all that mess but then I guess
That donuts and coffee causes stress
Checks me out but you don't find nathan
I'm gettin' tired of this Carcassin
Now all of a sudden a K-9 rolled up
Strapled up tho sick 'em on a black victim
Sniffs me down for the pound I'm gettin' clowned
By a dog I wish my gat was around
Cuz there'll be one less pile of dookey
And Charlie the cop will be out one snoopy
Lets me off with a slap on the wrist
Tore up decent and I'm straight pissed
I done took all I could stand
Mr. Mr. Policeman