Somebody better call the law
We done took it outside,
we’re about to brawl
Ol’ boy done put his hands on a woman
Where I come from, son,
the ne t thing comin’ is a
Ass whoopin’ in the parkin’ lot
About to drop this fool
right in front of the cops
And I ain’t gonna run
I'm proud of what I've done.
Yeah, read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, better lock me up
And I’ll do my time and
raise my right hand
I’ll tell the judge,
I’d do it again
I heard it through the grapevine
Good daddy and a husband is a doin’ time
Said his wife and his
kids was in the house
Ol' boy broke in man it all went south
When he
dropped the hammer on his forty five
Now he’s in the pen twenty five to life
I hate to say but if it'd been me
I'd have said
Read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, better lock me up
I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell the judge
I’d do it again
If I have to put the law in my hands
boy it's about to break
'Cause I know right from wrong
and if you cross that line
Boy, all I gotta say is...
(All I gotta say is...)
Read me my rights
put me in cuffs
Take me downtown
better lock me up
And I’ll do my time, raise my right hand
I’ll tell the judge I’d do it again
You read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, you better lock me up
I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell the judge
I’d do that s t again
Uh, your honor, I can't lie
I'm guilty!
