Don’t act suspicious, he’s comin’ up beside the carGive him five minutes and he’ll know exactly who you areLicense, registration he says you boys ain’t goin’ to farTwo steps to the curb to front to the back, my friends around the corner wonderin’ why we got jackedTwo rollers later, our ankles are stiffTrying to remember if, tryin’…(Chorus):6 hours strapped to a cold hard benchtryin’ to escape that guilty stenchof the drunk siting next to me in the cell blockHope I got enough money to get my car outa hocI need my friends to get me outa this placeWhen I get home I’m hide my face, my face3 quarters down, still no luckTurns out my friends are a bunch a’ stupid drunksoooh yeah(Chorus)Back to 40, outa the cageWhen we get home we’re all gonna rage6 months in court the judge will seeCops mistakes set me freeSet me free