Dirty Cop

[Intro: Eddy Baker]
Bad Boys 2. (Mike Lowrey) Jeffery. Baker. (Mike Lowrey) Know what I'm saying we in this bitch smoked (on my Mike Lowrey) out loc'ed out all that shit. You hear my chains jingling through the microphone. Look

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
Big titty bitch bout to show me how her face hit (lil bitch)
Big 40 Glock and bowie knife where my waist is (b,b,BOOM)
Dirty motherfucker but I still ain't caught no cases
Killing all these co-ed bitches like I'm Jason (yeah)
I am not a game play with me it's game over (it's game over)
Girls on the dick tryna touch it like controller (smash)
Fuck her then I smokе a blunt while she doing yoga (smoke somе)
Switch it up now I'm with my plug eating kosher (really)

[Verse 2: Idontknowjeffery]
Smoking cigarettes like a war vet
Drive the F-Type jaguar like a Corvette (Mike Lowrey)
Just got a text "where the whores at?"
I don't give a damn if it was Jesus I'd ignore that (Jeffery)
Told y'all niggas I was up next
Y'all ain't believe the shit was gon' work like ForEx (nah)
My bitch got a daughter but her ass barrettes
Cuss for no reason like I had Tourettes (yo)

[Verse 3: Eddy Baker]
Need a chef hat Eddy Baker bitch I'm stacking dough (lil bitch)
Malibu beach on a boat with a buncha hoes (yeah)
Smoking big woods gotta chief everywhere we go (smoke some)
I done came up fucking sluts out the videos (real shit)
Nigga talk shit mask up let the city blow (b,BOOM)
Real bad ass bad boy bitch who wanna go (yeah)
Hot boy spitting hot shit yeah I'm really cold (lil bitch)
Catch a nigga slippin' with his bitches I'm like gimme those (gimme those)

[Verse 4: Idontknowjeffery]
Kept a nigga drugs like a dirty cop
Silence on the Glock but you heard a pop
And you heard a drop
High as hell walking round like a juggernaut (Jeff)
Tryna see if this bitch gon' let me fuck or not (yo)
I can't even tell if I'm high or not
Got drunk, woke up at somebody tire shop (Mike Lowrey)
Ay, I smack a nigga with a padlock
Doc Jeff, Mike Lowrey, I'm a bad cop (bad boy for life)

[Verse 5: Eddy Baker]
Very well established (yeah)
Always with a bad one (lil bitch)
Bustin through the door with twin pistols
And we blasting (b,b,BOOM)
Mike watch my back said he got me like some adlibs
Walk in Air J's give a fuck about them damn kids

[Verse 6: Idontknowjeffery]
Fuckin' all the hoes at the precinct
Bitch came over the next day we had a repeat (Mike Lowrey)
I drop the top on peach tree
I take a bad bitch back like I had a receipt
Coupe same color as some sweet tea (yeah)
This is not a Mustang GT (nah)

[Verse 7: Eddy Baker]
Hella high smoking out the precinct (smoke some)
Still get them bowls on GP (bad boys for life!) (yeah!)