lirik lagu yo gotti – act right
[intro: yo gotti]
i’m going going back back to the bay
rest in peace mac dre
all i do is talk yay
[bridge: yo gotti]
in the club got them bottles on replay
tryna break a record like a dj
that’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night
i give that b-tch some act right
[hook: yo gotti]
act right, act right
money don’t fold if it act right
act right, act right
n-ggas playin’ games you can act right
[verse 1: yo gotti]
i’m goin’ goin back back to the bay
rest in peace mac dre
i’m a street n-gga all i do is talk yay
want me in your city n-gga know they gon’ pay
ain’t lookin’ for a free throw, lookin for a freak ho
cuban link chain on my neck weigh a kilo
n-gga just violated p-ssed dirty to his p.o.
on the real n-gga scale one to ten you a zero
d-mn, that a bad b-tch you a creole
on the west coast but she say she from the n.o.
act right, get your life changed
f-ck a purse you can get the last name
real n-gga sh-t boy i hate lames
all my n-gga sell dope or gang bang
me and cash get the act right
you ain’t in a foreign you don’t look right
[bridge]
[hook]
[verse 2: young jeezy]
i’mma tell ya off top mother f-ck free boosie
ridin’ in my lamborghini with the dope man uzi
thinkin’ came with a step might be the sh-t
i got a rooster in my rari might be your b-tch
i said i pull to detention aventador
make you b-tch p-ss out straight hit the floor
said i never seen a car like that before
what’s that thang stickin up? that’s the door
i told yg i’mma go ride the whip
you just hangin’ out the window ghost ride the clip
i made my first quarter million dollars off the blow
he want a nine piece chicken took that to-go
i’mma tell ya like this, ya’ll motherf-cker listen
kilo all day motherf-cker i’m trippin’
but if you run up on me think i’m slippin’
michael jordan with the chopper man i hit you like pippen act right
[bridge]
[hook]
[verse 3: yg]
goin’ goin’ back back to the bank
rest in peace to myself
i’mma fly n-gga n-gga i take your ho
i’ll have to leave her if she did me like coco
the devil talkin’ to me, but i don’t hear him
act like i’m deaf like so-so
f-ck you, f-ck him, f-ck them
f-ck my ex and her cohorts
hundred bottles in the club, for no reason
n-ggas start trippin boom bow dope fiend
fendi on my shoes, fendi on my belt
i’m in the fendi store i don’t need help
all gold everything like trinidad
i went to high school with you b-tch you been a rat
i don’t got money problems, i got trust issues
two things i gotta stay is with the two pistols
[bridge]
[hook]
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