| Song | Drug Squad |
| Artist | Steel Pulse |
| Album | Reggae Greats |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hinds | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Ain't got nothing to declare | |
| My luggage in my hand | |
| I greet the customs man | |
| No sir got nothing to declare | |
| He waves me down to stop (is it my character) | |
| I know I didn't jump no queue so what he want me for | |
| He escorts me to the private room | |
| Mercy gone | |
| I've met my doom it was | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Ain't got nothing to declare | |
| A hound dog was released from his chains | |
| He sniffed me all over | |
| Customs officer what on earth you searching me for | |
| I hope this ain't no joke | |
| Wasting my time looking for dope | |
| Officer I can't afford to take that chance oh no! | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Dem had me in a corner | |
| Stripped to my birthday suit | |
| Backed off my jacket emptied my pocket | |
| They found it stashed away in my big boots | |
| Woe I got busted | |
| Drug Squad cop shop | |
| I blew it they knew it | |
| How did they find | |
| I wonder I wonder | |
| My ganja How did they find out. |
| zuo qu : Hinds | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Ain' t got nothing to declare | |
| My luggage in my hand | |
| I greet the customs man | |
| No sir got nothing to declare | |
| He waves me down to stop is it my character | |
| I know I didn' t jump no queue so what he want me for | |
| He escorts me to the private room | |
| Mercy gone | |
| I' ve met my doom it was | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Ain' t got nothing to declare | |
| A hound dog was released from his chains | |
| He sniffed me all over | |
| Customs officer what on earth you searching me for | |
| I hope this ain' t no joke | |
| Wasting my time looking for dope | |
| Officer I can' t afford to take that chance oh no! | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Dem had me in a corner | |
| Stripped to my birthday suit | |
| Backed off my jacket emptied my pocket | |
| They found it stashed away in my big boots | |
| Woe I got busted | |
| Drug Squad cop shop | |
| I blew it they knew it | |
| How did they find | |
| I wonder I wonder | |
| My ganja How did they find out. |
| zuò qǔ : Hinds | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Ain' t got nothing to declare | |
| My luggage in my hand | |
| I greet the customs man | |
| No sir got nothing to declare | |
| He waves me down to stop is it my character | |
| I know I didn' t jump no queue so what he want me for | |
| He escorts me to the private room | |
| Mercy gone | |
| I' ve met my doom it was | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Ain' t got nothing to declare | |
| A hound dog was released from his chains | |
| He sniffed me all over | |
| Customs officer what on earth you searching me for | |
| I hope this ain' t no joke | |
| Wasting my time looking for dope | |
| Officer I can' t afford to take that chance oh no! | |
| Drug Squad | |
| Dem had me in a corner | |
| Stripped to my birthday suit | |
| Backed off my jacket emptied my pocket | |
| They found it stashed away in my big boots | |
| Woe I got busted | |
| Drug Squad cop shop | |
| I blew it they knew it | |
| How did they find | |
| I wonder I wonder | |
| My ganja How did they find out. |