Act A Fool lyrics
2 Fast 2 furious
Im to fast for y'all 2 Fast 2 Furious 2 Fast...aww Chorus You just came home from doing a bid Tell me what you gonna do? Act a fool Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes Tell me what you gonna do? Act a fool Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Verse 1 Talkin' about gats, traps, cops and robbers It's 911 please call the doctor Evacuate the building and trick the pigs Since everybody wanna piece of me, we gon split ya wigs See some fools slipped up and over-stepped their boundaries You about to catch a cold, stay the fuck around from me Ya peeps talkin' 'bout what kinds of shits he on You dissapear like poof bitch be gone You think you gon catch me, gimmie a break I'm super-charged with the hide-away licence plate It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years They'll only get 1 finger while I'm shifting gears I got sued on my roof, wood grain on the dash Sheep skin on the rug, golde grain on the stash Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride We go front, back and side to side, what Chorus Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink Tell me what you gonna do? Act a fool Now your car just stopped on a empty tank Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool If you got late bills and you lost your job Tell me what you gonna do? Act a fool If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Verse 2 Let's take it to the street cause I'm ready to cruise Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes And the people just stare so I love to park it And I just put a computer in the glove compartment With the pedal to the floor, radar in the grill TV in the middle of my steering wheel It's my car's birthday so we blowin' them candles More speakers in my trunk than my ride can handle Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat And when I roll up to da club, I get all the affection Cause the women love the paintin they can see their reflection I'm about to take off, F what you heard Because my side mirrors flap like a fuckin' bird And the fools, we gon clock one and we'll pop one Cause my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun Chorus You just got hustled for a wad of cash Man whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash Say whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Now them girls up the block still running their mouth Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool If anyone talk bad about the dirty south Tell me whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Verse 3 I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open Did donuts last week and the street still smokin' See, I'm off that anti-freeze and my car is tipsy Off the off ramp doin' about 250 Rollin' through East Pernium, on way to Ben Hill Slide a 5 to the junkie to clean my windshield Got the whole crew ridin' and we startin' some shit I even got a trailer hitched with the barbeque pit Now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout Plus your new name is fabio cause we stomped you out And yeah, we blow trees and bees, that's fantastic So girls hold ya weaves while I'm weaving through traffic I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart You'll be like Lil' John Q and get a change of heart It's 1 mission, 2 clips and some triple beams I'm about to blow this whole shit up to smithereens Chorus The pot holes in the street just bentcha rims Tell me whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Man, that ain't sticky, that's just sticks and steams Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Catch a man with another bitch up in ya bed Ladies whatcha gonna do? Act a fool If the bottles all gone and your eyes are red Boy whatcha gonna do? Act a fool Ludacris 2 fast, 2 furious 2 fast...Act a fool 2 fast, 2 furious 2 fast...Act a fool
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