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Rick Ross

Act A Fool

 

Act A Fool

(アルバム: Port Of Miami 2 - 2019)


[Rick Ross:]
It's a beautiful day to get some money
And every day is another opportunity to touch some paper
So I pray you wanna see a young nigga shine
If not, nigga, put ya head in a hole or I'ma put a hole in ya head
Ya heard me? (Huh)
Tell me right now, nigga, whatchu wanna do?
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you?
I look a lil' familiar, don't I? Hahahaha
Look at y'all, look at it, look at it, nigga (Maybach Music)
Yo (Uhh)

Tell me right now, nigga, whatchu wanna do? (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? (Woo)
I DM all of your bitches when I'm in the mood (Hah)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Oh God, yeah, that boy a fool

Ass on all my bitches so I squeeze 'em in the coupe (Huh)
Fascinated with the fortune and it came true (Woo)
I may pass you in the Porsche with the brains blew (Nyoom)
Got your bitch so wet, I'm stepping out in rainboots (Huh)
Thought it was Obama, way I came through
I'm talking different commas from them lame dudes (Nigga)
I'm printing paper, boy, I even wrote a book (Biggie)
I got 10 million cash, what, you wanna look? (Biggie)
I got a half a kilo in my Monte Carlo (Huh)
And if I pull that Nina, boy you got a problem (Woo)
Richest nigga down in Florida, like I hit the lotto (Huh)
It's amazing what could happen with a couple dollars (Dollars)
They wasn't fucking with me when I went to school
God damn, what that nigga do?
He got a Rolex and you know it's new
Evander Holyfield and Lennox Lewis

Tell me right now, nigga, whatchu wanna do? (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? (Huh)
I DM all of your bitches when I'm in the mood (Hahaha)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah, that boy a fool (Boss)
Yeah, that boy a fool (Boss)
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Oh God, yeah, that boy a fool

10 stacks on the stage, cause a whirlwind (Whirlwind)
Take a couple stacks and give that to your girlfriend (Woo)
Love to see pretty bitches kissing on pretty bitches
Number one in my book is all the realest bitches (Hahaha)
Real niggas getting money and she keep it square (Square)
If she were a hunnid then I'ma keep it there (There)
I got a Lamborghini now I need the shoes
Took 'em on the high speed so I made the news
Big bank boys, time to act a fool (Woo)
Big bank, you gotta help me count it, too (Bang)
Half a ticket, boy, I spent it in the Lex
Seven figures, nigga got it on his neck
I get exclusive Nikes with the light-up checks
Still scared to get indicted for the white investments (I swear)
Rich nigga, bitch, I got it tatted on me (Tatted on me)
I'm married to this shit, I get my alimony (Woo)

[Rick Ross {Wale}:]
Tell me right now, nigga, whatchu wanna do? (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? (Huh)
I DM all of your bitches when I'm in the mood (Tell 'em dawg)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool {Folarin in this bitch, yeah}
Oh God, yeah, that boy a fool

[Wale (Rick Ross} {Both}:]
Folarin in this bitch, your bitch is glad to see it (Huh)
I like my women built like they could win a hundred meters (Woo)
I'm not that nigga that you niggas finna suck your teeth at (Nigga)
You see this watch, you raise your eyes, it's Rocky Maivia (Hahaha)
How did I get here? (Here) Who the fuck is you? (Nigga)
Niggas on their high horse, cool, I'm investing in glue
We can rumble or settle it cool
Ross told me homie is chess then he made {checkers the move}
Yeah, hunnid SBs
That's 20 something on me (Huh)
Trust they not stunting on me (Huh)
Some of y'all just finally catching up (Huh)
Guess my old seminar free (Huh)
'Cause all my old shit from like '06
Is on everybody feet (Woo)
And now they walk it like I talk it
Y'all just go pay homage (Wallace)
Least before like March
I had them Cactus Plant Flea Markets (Folarin)
And I just called up Travis, for the cactuses you copping
Pink laces on my Jordans or pink boxes on my condoms
And my closet, boy

[Rick Ross:]
Tell me right now, nigga, whatchu wanna do? (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you?
I DM all of your bitches when I'm in the mood (Truce)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Yeah, that boy a fool
Oh God, yeah, that boy a fool

M-M
Lord have mercy
M-M-M
For these pussy niggas on the Sabbath
M-M-M-M-M-M
Huh

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