powdered sugar on your fingers, coffee on your shirt bribes in your pocket, you never do any work you fat fucking slob you just sit in a car until you get off work then it's back to the bar
[chorus:] you fucking pig-pig you're a fucking cop-cop [x4]
you never catch any crooks but harass everyone else your fat fingers don't fit the trigger you're too slow to catch a nigger you're a suburban cop because you're scared of the city you broke a stool at dunkin donuts because you're so fucking fat