you pullin' me over fo' mistuh offi-suh I'll?
be askin' the questions Leroy My.
name ain't Leroy man, Heh.
all, right Jerome outta, the car Man.
why, I gotta be Jerome man Why? can't I be Tommy or Philbert or something Just?
put your hands on the hood Muhammed Rap


the man that you love to hate Coming
outta Washington state Cops
don't like my profile Cause
Mixalot kicks much style So
the man is on my trail He
wanna take Mix to jail If
he does I'll, make the bail Cause
I know a lot of rich females I'm
shakin' 'em just like this Keepin'
that Porsche in fifth King
County cops don't quit Even
when a young brothers legit So
they follow me wherever I go I
hear 'em on the radio With
a scanner that I bought from the sto' Cause
a brother like Mix gotta know I'm
checkin' them cops with radar They
don't believe I'm a rap star That
my brain is up to par An
I'm ready when they follow my car I
know they wanna spray me with mace Cause
my trunk keeps pumpin' much bass But
they best get outta my face Cause
one-times got no case give, it to me One-times

got no case The

police think I'm movin' them keys They
trip cause I clock much D They
pull a gat an' they yell out "Freeze "!I'm
whippin' out my I D. My.
gat sits under my seat The
cops throw me out in the street They
found my gun like thieves Officer
Friendly has got a new beat So
I show him my gun permit I
told him I roll legit Give
me a test to see if I'm drinkin' They
claim my breath was stinkin' They
had me walk on the line I
walked backwards stopped on a dime My
female just reclines Cause
she knows I know the time I'm
hip to the cop procedure They
get ya everytime they see ya They
stop ya they, cuff ya They
roll ya an' they rough ya They
ask what I do for a livin' Should
this information be givin' This?
is what keeps me driven Some
cops want a brother in prison So
I got me a few attorneys Just
in case a cop wanna burn me They
protect me from the state Cause
one-time's got no case break, it on down One-times

got no case A

cop asks me "What's my name and, don't lie" And
I'm askin' officer "Why Why?
ya wanna mess with a brother like Mix When
you know I'm livin' legit "? The
cop said "Don't get smart I.
tear soul-brother apart" I
said "Well take off your gun if, you wanna get done An'
I'll show you that I ain't the one" The
cop rolled up his fist Puts
the handcuffs on my wrists Then
he threw a straight jab and he missed A
female cop pulls up and she's pissed But
this cop had K-9 A
soul sister yes, she's fine I
said "Won't ya help a brother outta bind "?But
that badge was going to her mind So
she stuck a billy club in my back She
said "Don't think because you're black That
I won't beat you" crack, "hit, you with the gat" Her
partner starts to laugh Oooh

hit, 'em again Hit. 'em again So.

they took me on down to the jail P
L. B. Came. to pay my bail Then
we called Goldstein and Claire Them's
my lawyers Walkin'
up the stairs To
the courtroom dressed in suits 'Bout
to give a couple cops the boot So
the female cop takes the stand Took
her oath with the wrong damn hand My
lawyers ate her up like catfish The
other cop pleads the fifth She
lost her job I
seen a few tears on her face Sorry
baby one-time's, got no case
Correct  |  Mail  |  Print  |  Vote

One Time's Got No Case Lyrics

Sir Mix-a-lot – One Time's Got No Case Lyrics

One Time's Got No Case lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Lyrics term of use