Anquette

Anquette - Janet Reno lyrics

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[Intro: Anquette, backed up by "Dragnet" theme]

In our town we have a State Attorney by the name of Janet Reno 

She locks brothers up for not paying their child support

In your town you may have someone just like her 



[the beat kicks in]



You think you're so slick, that you won't have to pay 

You slay, get a baby, then run away 

Oh, but I got a trick for your monkey ass 

The boys that don't pay get cased up fast 

You ?answer to? Janet Reno and she lays the law 

And when she's through with you, you'll wish you never saw 

Me or the baby or the place where we met 

Digging up old gold that you wish you could forget 

The proof is here, it's livin and breathin 

And Janet Reno's makin sure that I start receivin 

All the money you get, all the checks you make 

Janet Reno will make sure and TAKE 



[singing to the tune of "Yankee Doodle"]

Janet Reno comes to town collecting all the money 

You stayed one day, then ran away, and started actin funny 

She caught you down on 15th Ave., you tried to hide your trail 

She found your ass and locked you up, now WHO can post no bail? 

(Bust it!)



You're out in your 'vert, dickin her down 

You start to get ?babblin? when Reno comes around 

You start changing your looks, your clothes and your car 

You're not a mama's boy, you're a projects star 

It's time to pay your dues, I mean pay in full 

Janet's in control, you ain't got no pull 

You can't boss around like the boys on the ave. 

And slowly but surely I'm gettin all that you have 

From your bad-ass suits to your Revlon cologne 

Your diamond rings, gold rope and everything you own 

Will get taken and then you be sad to the max 

And I'll even get your income tax 



[singing to the tune of "Charlie Brown" by the Coasters]

He walks in a courtroom, cool and slow 

And calls Janet Reno a no good dirty hoe 

She locks yo ass up, now you don't know what to do 

The boys on the ave. are sure dissin you 

(Hit it!) 



Janet Reno gets justice for all 

You can solve your problem with a phone call 

So if you have a problem that you want resolved 

Just straighten it out when you get in court 

Put your faith in her and you won her respect 

And if it's up to her you get all your checks 

She helped me out of a jam, I'm doin well on my own 

It could be the same for yours, been proven and shown 



[singing to the tune of "This Old Man"]

Yes my man had a Brougham 

But this time he's not drivin it home 

With a knick-knack-slam-splack, you hit it, now you're gone 

Now I'm 'round town just pushin your Brougham 

The next time you start to make a selection 

Make sure that you got some protection 

Think twice the next time before you jump right in the bed 

Take a minute out to put a rubber on your hea
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