Mr. Police, how are you?
Just like your clothes, you make me blue
I look both ways, I cross the street
There was no one around, how did you see me?
I'll take the ticket, Mr. Police (Uh)
Mr. Police, how do you do?
You say I sped right past you
I obeyed the signs, I thought I was fine
Hope I don't go to jail, said I read your mind
But this time it's just a fine

And I'm like, what the fuck he mean? Got a nigga fucked up
Ain't no way that I believe, I'll be shit out of luck
All these pigs wanna test me, tryna put me in the cuffs
I'm on my Boosie shit, on my Boosiе shit (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch) , fuck the policе (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch) , middle finger police
Said, fuck the police (Bitch) , fuck the police (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch) , middle finger police (Uh)

Mr. Police, how are you?
I know my rights, I'm no fool
You question me, I don't know shit
My lawyer told me to close my lips
I guess I'm goin' on a trip (Trip, trip, trip)
Mr. Police, I know where you live
(I know, I know, I know, I know, I know)
You got a wife and four kids
(I know, I know, I know, I know)
Couple mistresses and a guy on the side
I'll tell them all 'cause I'm God damn tied
I'll be goin' on a ride

And I'm like, what the fuck he mean? Got a nigga fucked up
Ain't no way that I believe, I'll be shit out of luck
All these pigs wanna test me, tryna put me in the cuffs
I'm on my Boosie shit, on my Boosie shit (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch) , fuck the police (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch) , middle finger police
Said, fuck the police (Bitch) , fuck the police (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch) , middle finger police (Uh)

Mr. Police, how are you?