[Officer:] 

You have the right to remain silent 

Anything you say can and will be used against you 

In this court of music 

If you give up that right 

You have a right to an attorney 

If you cannot afford one 

One will be appointed to you by the state, understand?



Could you get me out of jail? 

(You can't be serious right? You playin' right?) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Man I aint even done nothin') 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Aye look, aye somebody get my cell phone. Aye get my cell phone.) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(I can't leave my phone? Aw dats some bullshit) 

Could you get me out of jail? 



I think I had a little too much to drink cause 

I was in the club wit my homeboys 

Standin there talking to my homegurl 

Next thing I know I'm in some handcuffs 

Then I got blood on my t-shirt (t-shirt) 

I don't even know what the hell I done 

I don't even remember even bein that drunk 

All I remember is standin in the parkin lot 

And everbody tellin me to hush 

I see an ambulance pull up 

And then I see a fire truck 

And then I see another ambulance pull up 

And I'm like what the fuck 

And why is everybody lookin at me 

And why they pointin at me 

And why the hell did he get the police 

It don't belong to me (it don't belong me) 



Could you get me out of jail? 

(Aye Shawty my momma if she aint home...) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Call my sister. Tell her to call Rudy, he da bail bond) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Man look tell them to put the house up or sumpin')

Could you get me out of jail? 

(I don't even know what the hell im bein charged wit. Aye what im bein charged wit?) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

Yep Yep Yep Yep 

Hotel hoppin wit a hot thang poppin her thang on top of da bed (bed bed) 

She had hair hung down from her head to her neck to back 

To the crack of her skyeah yeah. 

Everythang was fine 

Well it seemed fine the whole time 

Me and her was in it together 

We did a lil bit of this 

Lil bit of that 

Lil bit of mhm 

Lil bit of yeah (yeah) 

Good to go 

Till it was time to go 

and she act like she ain't wantin' to leave and shit 

I got a girlfriend 

And I'm like a daddy to her kid 

And I gotta go home to them (trippin) 

She left and I left 

But as soon as I left 

I get pulled by a goddamn cop 

Said I done rape somebody 

(Rape Somebody?!) 

Yeah get out of the car. Come on. 



Could you get me out of jail? 

(Shawty im a rapper man. I am not a basketball player) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Man this some bullshit, man this some Kobe Bryant shit.) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Man she came here willingly.) 

Could you get me out of jail? 

(Man I even got pictures on my cellphone) 

Could you get me out of jail? 



Okay 

Sittin in this mothafuckin okay 

Corralled with pimps and oldheads 

Playin a lil checkers and chess 

And tryna get my mind of the bullshit 

Waitin on the mean ass magistrate 

To get my paperwork together 

Shoulda been outta here so 

Where the hell my folks at? 

One o' clock 

Two o' clock 

Three o' clock 

Four 

Shift about to change 

Where the hell yall goin? 

They finna take me to change my clothes and 

Put me in dat loud ass jumpsuit orange 

Hell nall 

Lemme make a phone call 

Please yall 

Don't do me like this now yall 

Oh lord 

What the hell is wrong yall? 

My sister got a block on the telephone. 



Could you get me out of jail? [x5] 



[FADE OUT]



                          Thanks to tonya@lyonhartproductions.com for these lyrics