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Mr. Officer lyrics with English Translations
[Intro]
Bookey, Feds dem a move spookey
[Verse 1] Me a drive in from Grange Hill With a pound a the marijuana Police pull me over Step to me car, "Officer, weh you want?" Him say, "Wha' that me smell 'pon you?" Wha' that green sup'm deh, a no callaloo You must go a jail, bwoy, what you gonna do?" Me light up me weed and say
[Chorus] Squaddy, me nah stop bun my ganja So come put on the handcuff dem A in deh the high grade sell Mr. Officer, lowe me with the ganja Mr. Officer, a gun you fi look for Mr. Officer, no harass the Gaza Mr. Officer
[Verse 2] Me remember... The first weed weh me a bun when 'round me a 10 Me haffi light it again and out it again It's like a band a play a riddim inna my head It mek the place get dizzy and me eye red Instantly me hungry, no bloodclaat Me haffi f**k up some crackers and a dry bread With two bun with a bulla and a fry egg An' when the kitchen empty, me go a my bed Me tun big man, now use one light one Any man try coke fi go try dead Squaddy charge me and Bobo Shabba fi the weed And say to court we invited But the judge advocate fi the herb She dash out the case, it's indited And she love the smell when it's lighted And she style the police as a lightshead
[Chorus] Squaddy, me nah stop bun my ganja So come put on the handcuff dem A in deh the high grade sell Mr. Officer, lowe me with the ganja Mr. Officer, a gun you fi look for Mr. Officer, no harass the Gaza Mr. Officer
[Verse 3] Yo, Notnice... Me nah fi put it inna no triple beam scale After a no cocaine, is a weed sale Hmm-mmm, a where da goo draw yah come from General Degree a tell me she a down a Greenville Him bring the farmer fi link Mr. Palmer Dem sell it inna wholesale and inna retail (eeh eeh) What a pretty weed in every detail Me mek a trailer load a money from a week sale Me read two Psalm, hold a fresh, hold a dress And see 'bout the swim 'round weh high state Me step inna the court, lawyer 'pon the left Lawyer 'pon the right, what a nice thing If me fi go jail fi the weed me a smoke I wouldn't be the first inna my scheme But from the looks weh me see the judge by scheme Well, me know this softer than ice cream
[Chorus] Squaddy, me nah stop bun my ganja So come put on the handcuff dem A in deh the high grade sell Mr. Officer, lowe me with the ganja Mr. Officer, a gun you fi look for Mr. Officer, no harass the Gaza Mr. Officer
[Verse 1] Me a drive in from Grange Hill With a pound a the marijuana Police pull me over Step to me car, "Officer, weh you want?" Him say, "Wha' that me smell 'pon you?" Wha' that green sup'm deh, a no callaloo You must go a jail, bwoy, what you gonna do?" Me light up me weed and say
[Chorus] Squaddy, me nah stop bun my ganja So come put on the handcuff dem A in deh the high grade sell Mr. Officer, lowe me with the ganja Mr. Officer, a gun you fi look for Mr. Officer, no harass the Gaza Mr. Officer
[Verse 2] Me remember... The first weed weh me a bun when 'round me a 10 Me haffi light it again and out it again It's like a band a play a riddim inna my head It mek the place get dizzy and me eye red Instantly me hungry, no bloodclaat Me haffi f**k up some crackers and a dry bread With two bun with a bulla and a fry egg An' when the kitchen empty, me go a my bed Me tun big man, now use one light one Any man try coke fi go try dead Squaddy charge me and Bobo Shabba fi the weed And say to court we invited But the judge advocate fi the herb She dash out the case, it's indited And she love the smell when it's lighted And she style the police as a lightshead
[Chorus] Squaddy, me nah stop bun my ganja So come put on the handcuff dem A in deh the high grade sell Mr. Officer, lowe me with the ganja Mr. Officer, a gun you fi look for Mr. Officer, no harass the Gaza Mr. Officer
[Verse 3] Yo, Notnice... Me nah fi put it inna no triple beam scale After a no cocaine, is a weed sale Hmm-mmm, a where da goo draw yah come from General Degree a tell me she a down a Greenville Him bring the farmer fi link Mr. Palmer Dem sell it inna wholesale and inna retail (eeh eeh) What a pretty weed in every detail Me mek a trailer load a money from a week sale Me read two Psalm, hold a fresh, hold a dress And see 'bout the swim 'round weh high state Me step inna the court, lawyer 'pon the left Lawyer 'pon the right, what a nice thing If me fi go jail fi the weed me a smoke I wouldn't be the first inna my scheme But from the looks weh me see the judge by scheme Well, me know this softer than ice cream
[Chorus] Squaddy, me nah stop bun my ganja So come put on the handcuff dem A in deh the high grade sell Mr. Officer, lowe me with the ganja Mr. Officer, a gun you fi look for Mr. Officer, no harass the Gaza Mr. Officer
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