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

****, we be gettin' high, high

Me and the cops rollin' around goin' sixty

When we see a trick ass bitch

We gonna 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

(Ha-ha, just kiddin' black guys!)

Wavin' 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 sandwich and waffle fries for free!"

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, ****"

(That's just awful)

Get up out the police car, car

Police unleash the dogs

Dogs are chasin' people down the road, road!

(Bark, bark, bark, bark!)

Me and the cops drivin' down uptown

Trying to find someone brown

Let's 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

(Ha-ha! 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, you see, 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

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

(Ha-ha! Just kidding, black guys!)

Waving guns

At some nuns

Bitch, bend over we the fuzz, hoe

Po, po, po, po

Po, po, po, po