Mr. Police Video (MV)

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 f*ck he mean? Got a nigga f*cked 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)
F*ck the police (bitch), f*ck the police (bitch)
F*ck the police (bitch), middle finger police
Said, f*ck the police (bitch), f*ck the police (bitch)
F*ck 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 tight
I'll be goin' on a ride

And I'm like, what the f*ck he mean? Got a nigga f*cked 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 (bitch), on my Boosie shit (bitch)
F*ck the police (bitch), f*ck the police (bitch)
F*ck the police, middle finger police (bitch)
Said, f*ck the police (bitch), f*ck the police (bitch)
F*ck the police, middle finger police (uh)

Mr. Police, how are you?