Lyrics:

[petey Arguing With Cop]
'all Inmates Are Asked To Stay Inside The Cell'
hey Dog, You Think I Could Make My Phone Call
hey Look, What You Need To Do Is Sit Down
i Just Wanna Make My Phone Call
just Sit Down -
hey, I Get A Phone Call For This Motherfucker
fuck You
hey Fuck You Too Ya Bastard
i Just Want My Fuckin Phone Call
'sgt. Ellis Please Come To The Front Gate'-

[verse 1]
i Got His Ass Didn't I
told Him My Plan Didn't I
thought I Was Playin Wit Him
now He Ass Out And Payin Shit That Nigga Stank Didn't He
smelled Like Some Old Spoiled Meat Didn't He
when They Found Him - Took Bout A Motherfuckin Week Didn't It
down In A Motherfuckin Creek Didn't They
mr. Roberts Found His Ass Out Fishin Sunday Evenin' Didn't He
gift-Wrapped In A Sheet Didn't He
roberts Got Out Of There So Fast They Didn't Ever Find His Boat Did They
i'd Like To Flip The Hood Night Didn't I
disrespectful-Ass Nigga Like To Ran Up On My Slab Didn't He
y'all Didn't Even Know I Had That Thing Did Ya
y'all Just Seen Mad Niggas Haulin-Ass Across The Field Didn't Ya
(Hey, Hey, Hey!) That Shit Pulled A Lot Of Cards Didn't He
especially That Bald-Head Tight T-Shirt Wearin Ass Cindi Didn't He (Punk)
that Nigga Ran In Up His Girl Didn't He (Yo What Happened)
took Her Home And Ran The Train On A Trick Didn't I

[sung Chorus In The Background, Man Talking Man Talking Over]
you Are Now Rockin Wit One Of The Most Real Motherfuckers In The Rap Game
97 -Petey Pablo Or Petey Too Small As We Call Him Down In Greenville - Ya
with This New Shit 'didn't I' -Ya
boy That Boy Has Done A Lot Of Things
petey- Tell Sumden Else You Did
-Aca