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Mr. Officer

Bookey, feds dem ah move spookey

Mi ah drive in from grange hill

With a pound of di marijuana

Police pull me over, step to mi car

Officer wah yuh want

Him she wah dat mi smell pon uh

Wah dat green sumtin deh, ah nuh calaloo

Yuh must go ah jail bwoy, what yuh gonna do

Mi light up mi weed and seh

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja

So come put on di handcuff dem

Memba' mi must get bail

Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell

Mr. officer low mi with di ganja

Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa

Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza

Mr. officer? mi rememba

The first weed weh mi ah bun

When round mi ah 10

Mi haffi light it again and out it again

It's like a band ah play a riddim inna my head

It mek di place get dizzy and mi eye red

Instantly mi hungry nuh bloodclat

Mi haffi fuck up some crackers and a dry bread

With 2 bun wid ah bulla and ah fry egg

An when di kitchen empty mi go ah my bed

Mi tun big man use one light one

Any man try coke fi go try dead

Squaddy charge me and go bow shabba fi di weed

And seh to court we invited

But di judge advocate fi di herb

She dash out di case it's indited

And she love di smell when it lighted

And she style the police as a lightshead

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja

So come put on di handcuff dem

Memba mi must get bail

Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell

Mr. officer low mi with di ganja

Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa

Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza

Mr. officer? yo not nice

Mi haffi put it inna my triple? scale

After ah nuh cocaine is ah weed sale

? ah where dah goo draw yah come from

General degree ah tell mi she ah down a Greenville

Him bring di farme fi link mr. palmer

Dem sell it inna whole sale and inna retail eehe

What a pretty weed in every detail

Mi mek ah trailor load a money from a week sale

Mi weed too ? hold a fresh hold a dress

And see bout di swim round weh high state

Mi step inna di court lawyer pon di left

Lawyer pon di right what ah nice ting

If mi fi go jail fi di weed mi ah smoke

I wouldn't be ther first inna my scheme

But from the looks weh mi see di judge by scheme

Mi know dis softer dan ice cream

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja

So come put on di handcuff dem

Member' mi must get bail

Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell

Mr. officer low mi with di ganja

Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa

Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza

Mr. officer?

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written by MCGREGOR, STEPHEN / PALMER, ADIDJAH

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