Act A Fool

Ludacris

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    (Drop!) 2 Fast
    (Drop!) 2 Furious
    I'm too fast for y'all, man
    (Drop!) 2 Fast
    (Drop!) 2 Furious
    Oh, I'm too fast for y'all, ah!

    You just came home from doin' a bid
    Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

    Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
    Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

    Talkin' about gats, traps, cops and robbers
    It's 9-1-1, please, call the doctor!
    Evacuate the building and trick the pigs
    Since everybody wanna piece
    We gon' split ya wigs
    See some fools slipped up and over-stepped they boundaries
    You about to catch a cold, stay the fuck around me!
    Ya peeps talkin’ 'bout: What kinda shits he on?
    You disappear like: Poof, bitch, be gone!

    You think twelve gon' catch me? Gimme a break!
    I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate
    It seems they wanna fingerprint me and gimme some years
    They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears
    I got suede on my roof, wood grain on the dash
    Sheep skin on the rug, Golden Grain on the stash
    Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride
    We go front, back and side to side, what?

    Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink
    Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    Now your car just stopped on an empty tank
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

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    If you got late bills and you lost your job
    Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

    Let's take it to the streets '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 the 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 pull up to the club, I get all the affection
    'Cause the women love the paint
    And they can see their reflection
    I'm about to take off, so F' what ya 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

    You just got hustled for a wad of cash
    Man, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    Now your friends just smoked up your brand-new stash
    Say whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

    Now them gulls up the block still runnin’ they mouth
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    If anybody talk bad about the Dirty South
    Tell me what I'm gon' do? Act a fool!

    I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open
    Did donuts last week and the streets still smoking
    See, I'm off that anti-freeze and my car is tipsy
    Off the off-ramp, doin' about a hundred and fifty
    Rollin’ through East Point, on way to Ben Hill
    Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield
    Got the whole crew ridin' and we startin' shit
    I even got a trailer hitch with the barbecue pit

    And now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout
    Plus, your new name is Fire 'cause we stomped you out
    And yeah, we blow trees and bees, that's fantastic
    So girls, hold ya weave 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 one mission, two clips and some triple beams
    I'm about to blow this whole shit up to smithereens!

    The potholes in the street just bentcha rims
    Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    Man, that ain't sticky, that's just sticks and stems!
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

    Catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed
    Ladies, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!
    If the bottle's all gone and your eyes are red
    Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool!

    2 Fast (2 Fast), 2 Furious (2 Furious)
    2 Fast, act a fool!
    2 Fast (2 Fast), 2 Furious (2 Furious)
    2 Fast, act a fool!

    2 Fast (2 Fast), 2 Furious (2 Furious)
    2 Fast, act a fool!
    2 Fast (2 Fast), 2 Furious (2 Furious)
    2 Fast, act a fool!

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    Composición: Ludacris y Mc Masters Bryan Keith

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