ties me up and rapes me De do do do, de da da da Is all I want to say to you De do do do, de da da da Their innocence will pull me through De do do do
Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night Roxanne You don't have to wear that
ground underneath and the air that you breathe is it all that's keeping you alive? when your friends can't be found take a walk into town do the buildings
up police man (I might be gone but not forgotten) (2x) Just left da lawyers office shit done got real,3 weeks for i drop now dey got a deal, do a year
Chorus (Bobby Valentino) I wanna do you at yo Mama house, on the couch, Do you in the bathroom of the Airplane. Do you on a balcony, in the Taxi,
her though? 'Cause our love wrong Fuck da police 'cause our love prowlin' White girls fun 'cause all of them swallow Why I ain't fuck her at da house
har but mi mummy neva know, Donovan leave har deh so tru him have another to. Mama she na say nuttin but she know weh Nina do,she will turn yuh life
the DI, it's the DI It's the D I G G Y, DA double DY He be fly, all day With a P I G E, okay Police got a freeze on my diamonds Did two years in the
get off of me get off of me that A i get em off of me that hundred round drum like a grill tell em bring da piece i do it so properly they do it so sloppily
. Got my mojo risin'. Mister Mojo risin'. Hey! [In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida/Iron Butterfly] In a gadda da vida, honey, Don'tcha know that I love you. In a gadda da
Boner alert! He really pictured them naked. Why did I think you could do this? Ronnie, hostage on the move! He shot himself! And why is your gun so small? The police
die) And at your funeral ya mama gon' cry So customers kiss the floor, floor And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow If you don't wanna end up dead You'll do
for a lease, down here Get killed fucking wit da police No love no trust no respect for us And we will not surrender to the police All they do is fall
was a Hardy Boy mystery I tried to solve again Dude that broke in my crib - it wasn't involvin him Four in the mornin, my phone ringin I'm thinkin, "Who da
[Intro] This ya boy Soulja Boy tell 'em right? (Right, riiight) I was up in da MALL man This big fat police dude was chasin me (WHAT?~!) I looked
Ya'll switch it up I got em ya'll switch it up I got a nine cove tightly So u betta do da right thing Dey ain't like spitely So u so u betta do da right
Baton Rouge better known as Rattin' Rouge Da police know yo ass dirty 'fore you even do it I'm so gutta, so gangsta, so in da streets I'm so freaky, so
Say wit me Fuck the police, fuck the police [x2] Without that badge you a Bitch and a half Fuck the police, fuck the police [Webbie:] Come search this Bitch Don?t do