I was haulin drugs
With my thugs
When suddenly the 5-0 pull up
They're all like "Put your hands up"

And then Mr. Police Man
With a gun in his hand
Climbed in my car
And started searching

But surprise in my eyes
When I looked up
And he lifted a leg
And let one rip!

Police brutality
Police flatulation
I'm obsessed
Infatuation

Police brutality
Police flatulation
I'm obsessed
Infatuation

I guess it saved me in the end
The dogs couldn't smell my weed
I just drove away
But I had to pull over

I tried so hard not to
But I just had too
Uh oh...
There goes my breakfast

Police brutality
Police flatulation
I'm obsessed
Infatuation

Police brutality
Police flatulation
I'm obsessed
Infatuation