I'm drivin', nigga as soon as I get the text we all in the car like, "Ahh, yeah nigga, we out here nigga, yeah nigga!" So we goin' crazy, we goin' crazy as fuck, we like super excited Dog, ten seconds later, all I see in the back and hear is "woop woop," Blue lights right behind me, the fuckin' undercover car, of all things So I'm like fuck. I knew right away what it was Dawg, for the, for two and a half maybe three years before that, in New York, I was drivin' dirty, my license was no good Dawg, how 'bout the moment I found out I was gon' get the deal A fuckin' cop got behind me and I already knew what it was I handled it so like, I handled it the best way you could ever go to jail like I went to jail knowin', Bitch like, ah know what I'm sayin'? I'm in there dog, spendin' the night in jail realizin', like, these niggas have no clue, Bitch I'm 'bout to sign this shit That was the easiest night in jail a nigga could ever do, son
Writer/s: Jermaine L. Cole
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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Robin Thicke and his mom, Gloria Loring are the first the first ever mother-and-son to have both tallied top 10 singles on the Hot 100 as solo artists or duos. Loring reached #2 with Carl Anderson in 1986 with "Friends and Lovers" and Thicke topped the chart in 2013 with "Blurred Lines."