BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- I walk up to the police,
- in Detroit city,
- and I'm like
- "Excuse me officer, I'm tryna find some weed"
- And he's like
- "Shit, so are we! Why don't you roll with me? We're gonna go around pulling over some minorities"
- That's what I'm talkin' 'bout
- Get up in the police ride, ride
- Crack a forty ounce inside, side
- Nigga, we be gettin' high, high
- Me and the cops rollin' around goin' sixty
- When we see a trick ass bitch,
- we gon' tell a hoe to drop them titties
- Go cops, get the dogs
- Let's go fuck with old folks
- That's right, let's get high
- and pull over black guys
- Get buzzed,
- smoke some drugs
- Bitch, I'm rollin' with the fuzz, now
- Po, po, po, po
- Po, po, po, po
- Smoke rocks!
- With the cops
- Let's go storm the barber shop
- It sure is nice, bein' white
- Haha, just kiddin' black guys!
- Waving guns,
- at some nuns,
- bitch bend over,
- we the fuzz, hoe
- Po, po, po, po
- Po, po, po, po
- So we pull up the police car,
- right up to KFC
- And we're like,
- "Gimme a chicken sandwhich and waffle fries for free!"
- Unforgivable
- But everyone ran out the store,
- and we're like,
- "Hey, come back here! I'm just hungry, I won't search you for no crack rocks, N****"
- Now, that's just awful...
- Get up out the police car, car
- Police unleash the dogs, dogs
- Dogs are chasin' people down the road, road!
- Bark, bark, bark, bark!
- Me and the cops drivin' down uptown, town
- Trying to find someone brown, brown
- Pull over someone brown
- Let's pull over someone brown
- Go cops, get the dogs
- Let's go fuck with old folks
- That's right,
- let's get high,
- And pull over black guys
- Get buzzed,
- smoke some drugs
- Bitch I'm rollin' with the fuzz, now
- Po, po, po, po
- Po, po, po, po
- Smoke rocks,
- with the cops
- Let's go storm the barber shop
- It sure is nice, bein' white
- Haha! Just kidding, black guys!
- Waving guns,
- at some nuns,
- bitch bend over we the fuzz, hoe
- Po, po, po, po
- Po, po, po, po
- They pull me over,
- and they're like,
- "Yo, my bad. I thought you were a black guy"
- I said,
- "It's fine. Yous ee I'm white. But I look black when I'm dancing"
- They pull me over,
- and they're like,
- "Yo, my bad. I thought you were Indian"
- I said,
- "What Kind? The 7/11 kind? Or the kind of Indian that goes 'who, who, oh, oh, oh, who"
- The police said,
- "I honestly can't tell the difference!"
- Go cops, get the dogs
- Let's go fuck with old folks
- That's right,
- let's get high,
- And pull over black guys
- Get buzzed,
- smoke some drugs
- Bitch I'm rollin' with the fuzz, now
- Po, po, po, po
- Po, po, po, po
- Smoke rocks,
- with the cops
- Let's go storm the barber shop
- It sure is nice, bein' white
- Haha! Just kidding, black guys!
- Waving guns,
- at some nuns,
- bitch bend over we the fuzz, hoe
- Po, po, po, po
- Po, po, po, po
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