ludacris
drop fast
drop furious
i’m too fast for y’all man
drop fast
drop furious
i’m too fast for y’all ahh
hook ludacris
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
ludacris
talkin’ about gats traps cops and robbers
it’s 9 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 overstepped 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 supercharged with the hideaway license plate
it seems they wanna finger print 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
hook ludacris
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
ludacris
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
hook ludacris
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
ludacris
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 antifreeze and my car is tipsy
off the offramp 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 barbeque pit
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 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
hook ludacris
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 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
ludacris
fast fast furious furious
fast act a fool
fast fast furious furious
fast act a fool
fast fast furious furious
fast act a fool
fast fast furious furious
fast act a fool
fast fast furious furious
fast act a fool
fast fast furious
fast act a fool
Artist: Ludacris
Year: 2003
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 486