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Police (skit) Lyrics

"Police (skit)" was written by Henriques, Sean Paul/smith, C.
"Police (skit)" was written by Henriques, Sean Paul/smith, C.

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Pull ova man, pull ova, pull ova
Stop right here so, lock off your car
Step out the vehicle wit' you documents, please
Mm, you know why I pull you ova?

Ah, officer boy, me in a rush
Did I give you the right to blow trough di stop light like that
Gee, me never even see it, me neva see
License and registration, license and registration please

Aright, everything is in order
Sean Paul, you in trouble Sean Paul boy, what you do?
Boy me a DJ, you know
DJ, oh! Disc Jockey, a mean you play on da radio?

No man, no
What station you play?
No, I'm a artist
Artist, a you paint house, you paint, what you paint?
No, No, No, musical artist

Music artist, you play instrument, look inside di car
If you see any instrument inside there
Hold on, hold on uh, you a get me wrong, you know
Sean Paul, man, Entertainer

Enter, oh, me know all a unnu, I know entertainer
Oh, pass me di newspaper let me see di entertainment section
And see Mr. Sean Paul is in the entertainment section
Mm, Sean Paul, I see one man inside here so, wit' orange hair

Head look like carpet, him na look like you at all, you know
I see a nex one here so, I'm wear a dark glasses
And I don't see a dreadlocks one, but you don't have dreadlocks?
Say you need dreadlocks in your business you know
You need dreadlocks

I nah really put in dreadlocks
But your not in di paper at all, I don't see Sean Paul in di paper
You just not in the paper, from you not in the paper
You nah popular, that's how I see, in my books
That's how it is, you not popular at

What is dat? What is that cologne? Is weed, mm?
Jesus, it's weed the man stink a weed, you know?
Boy stink a weed, come on, impound the vehicle
Sleep in a jail tonight, that it, you're goose cook now
You tried to fool me up before, you


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