Lyrics:
on my job of department
I get money on the road get money in the
I get money on the road get money in the trap and
I get money on the road get money
sorry
I'm sorry you stay in your feelings
That ain't my department
And I'm sorry that you gotta' hear
This but it just get harder
I don't know what you
Seventy-seven
The department, deadly agents, beauty pageants, and I skip some
You ain't eating with the man if you ain't get nothing
I need income,
doing him plenty good
Go ahead, I wish you would
Charlie says
"3% evaluation's, department policies
Dress code, doc, s note"
Charlie says
"Not on work
blind, I
Got caught in yo’ headlights, damn
"The Chicago Police Department and
Chicago Fire Department have
Been out here for about five hours
unrelated note, I farted
Putting out fires, we are the fire department
JFK did not die, his head just did that
I went to New York City, and I got attacked by
state department wanted no parts of pulling apart apartheid
Let's go to the archive
When did you learn that you had in turn been working for the dark side
world
We got a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
We got a kinder, gentler machine gun hand
We got department stores and toilet paper
fire department can't put her out
She's my hot hot little mama
Hot hot little mama
Hot little mama
And she really sets me afire
Well my hot little mama,
world
We got a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
We got a kinder, gentler machine gun hand
We got department stores and toilet paper
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal but she could not rob
Didn't
Well, I knew what I could not say
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could
just about to starve to death
It didn't look like she was comin' back, so I had to look out for myself
Well I called, the police department, to find
I was shopping for a suit the other day
And walked into the department store
Stepped on the elevator and told the girl
"Dry goods floor"
When I got
taken ya downtown to the department store
Try ta buy ev'rything, sees on the floor
Now you gonna tell me, you don't want me no mo'
Girl, you know I
Well, Georgia Sam, he had a bloody nose
Welfare department, they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard, "Where can I go?"
Howard said,
Well, Georgia Sam, he had a bloody nose
Welfare department, they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard, "Where can I go?"
Howard said,
I wish I had button eyes and red felt nose
Shaggy cotton skin and just one set of clothes
Sittin' on the shelf in the local department store
With
"Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect
Judge Dre residing
In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department
Prosecuting attorneys are MC
I guess I've got a heart meant
For fooling around with chicks
Because in that love department
I know all the ladies tricks
Now I ran
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal but she could not rob
Didn't
I was shopping for a suit the other day
And walked into the department store
Stepped on the elevator and told the girl
"Dry goods floor"
When I
Well, Georgia Sam, he had a bloody nose
Welfare department, they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard, "Where can I go?"
Howard said,
of light for the colored man
There's a kinder, gentler police man's hand
There's department stores, and toilet paper
Styrofoam garbage for the Ozone layer
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