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smiley culture - police officer lyrics

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[verse 1]
everytime me drive me car police a stop me superstar
true me drive a fiat and a mercs, sell weh me lancia
so more time when me go a east london fe check some c-ckneys
them a tell me to produce insurance, licence and mot
but me say

[chorus]
police officer, no give me producer
police officer, no bother give me producer
police officer. no give me producer
police officer, no bother give me producer

[verse 2]
to everybody in the dance i and i dedicate this style yah
whether you a lawbreaker or you a informer
you could be a pc, cid or a inspector
me no charge for murder, failing to produce is weh me charge for
so

[chorus]
police officer, no give me producer
police officer, no bother give me producer

[verse 3]
ca’ me a smiley culture, used to drive up a lancia
and me a drive car from me a teenager
police officer, me is a expert driver
so if you see me no shout and no holler
no stand up in the road with a torch and try pull me over
ca’ if it’s a dark night by yourself you will get run over
no come behind me in a rover and start flash your flasher
or come rev rev rev it beside me ‘pon your scooter
ca’ me is a man who would a just drive faster
and when me feel like it me would a pull up on a corner
before you ask any question me already have an answer
and any answer you get me wan’ you know it would be formula
so

[chorus]
police officer, no give me producer
police officer, no bother give me producer
police officer. no give me producer
police officer, no bother give me producer

[verse 4]
on me way a people’s club me p-ss through victoria
and through me a entertainer say no tax ‘pon me window
as me go through the lights the whole road take over
and as me drive nearer could see clearer it was a black maria
with six or seven plain clothes police officers
them didn’t look the type of police me could give a fiver
first thing that come into me head, good thing me hide me ganja
next thing that happen them a wave, in other words pull me over
all me could a do is sigh and shrug me shoulder
and as them approach me start wind down me window
me a go tell you how me answer
every question them fire

[verse 5]
“well, wha-wha-wha-what’s your name then, son?”
my name smiley culture
“yeah, where do you think you’re coming from, lad?”
from seeing me mother
“what’s the registration number of the car then?”
i can’t remember
“what you got in the boot then, son?”
a c-ssette recorder, would you like to have a look?
“shut your bl–dy mouth. we ask. you answer
now take the keys out of the car and step out of the motor
me and my colleagues have got a few questions to ask ya
you’ll be on your way as soon as we get an answer”
as me come out of the car me a think and me a wonder
what police officer could want with smiley culture
ca’ with them torch them a search the interior
but whatever them looking for me hiding place superior
but the way them a asearch me had to ask them what they a look for
but me try handle them co-rs-, them just handle me co-rs-r
then one draw handcuff, put him hand ‘pon me shoulder
and say “we ain’t got time to waste, we don’t think you have neither
just give us what we want, the real sinsemilla”
me never had no choice me draw out me ganja
as me do that start rub them hands together
one say “shall we put him in the van or in the back of the rover?”
me say “you can’t do that ca’ me name smiley culture”
“you what? did you do that record c-ckney translator?”
in the reggae charts number one was it’s number
“my kids love it and so does my mother!
tell you what i’ll do, a favour for a favour
just sign your autograph on this piece of paper”
me cut him short and just draw out me parker
‘pon the producer me just sign “smiley culture”
then never lie, them never bother
arrest me or take me ganja



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