Down Dirty - PROF

I’m going downtown with the boys in blue

And I’ll be locked up for a day or two

They got my wheels stashed in the parking lot

Two hundred fifty bones to pick the lock

They gave me one call to get some cash

I don’t give a fuck, dialed up some ass

I spent the night there and the rent was cheap

Best damn sleep that I got in a week

Yeah

It took them thirty five minutes but he’s out the door

Sack of weed from the mailman, ??

pine on the floor

And I’ve been sitting here waiting in my whip like a chore

Cause it’s 96 degrees, I need to go to the store

Cop a mickeys for a forty, then I chill on the porch

On my way to Zip’s ??, I find a problem of sorts

Pig in the back with the whoop whoop, one time

Just pulled me over and it’s bound to be a fun time

I’m low down dirty

I’m downright, downright

Low down dirty

I’m downright, downright

Low down dirty

I’m downright, downright

Low down dirty

Yo check it out, this is scene two

I’m definitely being cool

But even a good cop is being mean too

I’m being polite as hell

Answering questions with the: «yes sir, yes sir, well?»

I know he can’t check the whip without permission

But he’s all over me like a UFC submission

Got my face grinded in his brand new paint job

This bitch is on a mission and this pig just can’t stop

Clickity-clack, what’s that behind my back?

Yeah I know what this is, I shouldn’t even ask

«You're going downtown, watch your head, have a seat»

«Ah fuck it, might as well, I ain’t got nowhere else to be!»

Hah!

Let it ride out