You f**ing Pig!
[Verse 1]
Powdered Sugar on your fingers, coffee on your shirt
Bribes in your pocket, you never do any work
You fat f**ing slob, you just sit in a car
Until you get off work then it's back to the bar
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You f**ing pig (pig!)
You're a f**ing cop (cop!) [x4]
[Verse 2]
You never catch any crooks, but hara** everyone else.
Your fat fingers don't fit the trigger, you're too slow to catch a n***a
You're a suburban cop because you're afraid of the city
You broke a stool at Dunkin' Donuts because you're so f**ing fat
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[Verse 1]
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