Crooked Officer (feat. Z-Ro)

DMB

Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

What goes inside toilet bowl? The shit, that's what I am

The bitch was talking back, the only thing she saw was my hand

Got tired of counting money, so I pop myself a Vyvanse

Two sticks with some drums, I'm a solo dolo rock band

Diamonds on my wrist made the night look sunny

Left my Puma cleats on, lil' buddy we can run it

I ain't saying I'm a god, but I can turn nothing into something

She gonna gargle this nut, swallow it, then say, "Yummy"

Shout out to my locs that be getting to the money and

Shout out to B's that be chilling in the honey

AR-15 punch him in his face and leaves his nose runny

I ain't gotta say shit, the bitch know I ain't a dummy

Had to cut some people off, they was moving too funny

At the end of the day, they was all tryna fuck me

I'ma cool ass cat that just like to slow boogie

I just want a pretty bitch that fuck real ugly

I'm dropping bands on 'em

Bands on 'em

Bands on 'em

Bands on 'em

I ain't worried 'bout a thing, I'ma put my lil' mans on 'em

Crackin' my shit, I'ma do my lil' dance on 'em

Piss on they feelings, I drop down my pants on 'em

Crooked officer

Crooked officer

Make a Mexican wanna blow the badge off of ya

She talking 'bout first base, I'ma hit a home run

She saying I'm a ho, I say, "It take one to know one"

If the pussy good, I say, "Fuck it, get them toes done"

Got a bitch so bad that the pope wanna bone some

She talking 'bout first base, I'ma hit a home run

She saying I'm a ho, I say, "It take one to know one"

If the pussy good, I say, "Fuck it, get them toes done"

Got a bitch so bad that the pope wanna bone some

Yeah, whoever say they harder than me know they need to stop it

I'm richer than a bitch and if I want it, I'ma cop it

And if you the promoter, where the hell is my deposit?

A **** going deaf if you talking 'bout a profit

Sick of these bitches, bitches make me wanna vomit

And begging ass **** always watching my pocket

I just want a bad bitch never say, "Stop it"

And let a real **** put my balls on her bonnet

And I don't give a fuck what y'all wear

Bet I got about at least a thousand white and black tee shirts in my closet

That's how I go to church, that's how I go to the club

And in the court room, that's how I'm dressing for the docket

Never been a bitch and don't know how to be a ho

I bet I'm coming through your door even if you don't unlock it

Doing all of that fronting in this bitch, but it ain't nothing in this bitch

**** must be working for a nonprofit

I'm dropping bands on 'em

Bands on 'em

Bands on 'em

Bands on 'em

I won't even have to put my hands on 'em

Fifty a piece, that's about two hundred grand on 'em

Dirty cockroaches, squash 'em and stand on 'em

Crooked officer

Crooked officer

What you waiting for? This is what I got a lawyer for

She talking 'bout first base, I'ma hit a home run

She saying I'm a ho, I say, "It take one to know one"

If the pussy good, I say, "Fuck it, get them toes done"

Got a bitch so bad that the pope wanna bone some

She talking 'bout first base, I'ma hit a home run

She saying I'm a ho, I say, "It take one to know one"

If the pussy good, I say, "Fuck it, get them toes done"

Got a bitch so bad that the pope wanna bone some