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Act a Fool
Lyricist:Christopher Bridges, Pharell Williams
Drop, 2 Fast, drop, 2 Furious I'm too fast for y'all, mayn Drop, 2 Fast, drop, 2 Furious I'm too fast for y'all, mayn
Ahh, you just came home from doing 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
Talking about gats, traps, cops and robbers It's 911, please call the doctor Evacuate the building and trick the pigs Since everybody want a 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 from me Ya peeps talking 'bout what kinda shits he on You disappear like poof, bitch, be gone
You think twelve gon' catch me, gimmie a break I'm super-charged with the hideaway license plate It seems they wanna fingerprint 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 petal to the floor, radar in the grille TV in the middle of my steering wheel It's my car's birthday, so we blowing them candles More speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 '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 fucking bird And the fools, we gon' clock one and we'll pop one 'Cuz my folk riding 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 Off the off ramp doing about a hundred and fifty
Rolling through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield Got the whole crew riding and we starting 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 gulls 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 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
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