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Ludacris( Christopher Brian Bridges )
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Ludacris-Act A Fool
Drop, 2 fast, drop, 2 furious I'm too fast for y'all, mayne Drop, 2 fast, drop, 2 furious Oh! I'm too fast for y'all, mayne
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 the cops tryna throw you in them county blues Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
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, 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 kinda shit's he on You disappear like poof, bitch be gone
You think twelve gon' catch me, gimmie a break I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie 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 a empty tank Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
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 'cuz 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 grille 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat And when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection 'Cuz 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 'Cuz 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 anyone 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 On the off ramp doin' about a hundred and fifty
Rollin' through East Pernium, 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
Now, all you wanna do is get drunk and pout Plus, your new name is Fire 'cuz we stomped you out And yeah, we blow trees and beez, 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 pot holes in the street just bentcha rims Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool Man, that ain't sticky, that's just sticks and steams 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 bottles all gone and your eyes are red Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
2 fast, 2 furious, 2 fast, act a fool 2 fast, 2 furious, 2 fast, act a fool 2 fast, 2 furious, 2 fast, act a fool 2 fast, 2 furious, 2 fast, act
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