Late one night I was lyin' in bed When I heard the front door slam Felt the steel of a 38 I said, Freeze, boy, I'm the man I said, Please don't pull it, I don't want no bullet Sir, what you got on me? Got powder in your hooter, no title for your scooter And I think you better come with me Better be careful now He knows your name Got your number now Don't want your Heat in the street, heat in the street Everybody bein' careful 'cause there's heat in the street Heat in the street, heat in the street Everybody bein' careful 'cause there's heat in the street Nights get cold in the county jail And the floor gets kinda hard To keep the tourists from gettin' in I'm gonna keep the windows barred It won't be deep, but I know I'll sleep In the arms of security It ain't no trouble 'cause they pay me double For workin' on Saturday