FunkDoobiest, Kam - Act On It lyrics
[FunkDoobiest, Kam - Act On It lyrics]
FunkDoobie for the nine seven shot
That's right we got Cam on the mothership
Wicky-wicky-wicky, riding that cosmic funk
It's all about that money man
Hey Doobie, where you at?
Hey, yo, what's that sound
Who freaks the funk
While Son grabs the pound
I don't count my loot-chee
Doobie gots the cool breeze
Box of jewelry, no hope is what your crew say
Blast mecha-uzi, blue eyes go rubies
?, off on my lonely
Doobie is to blame, so I'll be the sickest
Million red-eye, first-class plane, igging
If you ain't on it, well act on it
And my niggas celebrating, drink on it
Select-mode on the slam on it, now
To ba ba bank on it
If you ain't on it, well act on it
And my niggas celebrating, drink on it
Select-mode on the slam on it, now
To ba ba bank on it
Wicky-wicky lights, Cam, Whup-whup!, action
Roll sound, let me get down
Cuz Cam is in the back Son
Doobie, so who be the
Niggas that really ride?
East, West, North, South-SIDE! tribe
True soldiers
We ain't out here just acting down
Cuz nigga all I hang around
Is Black and Brown they crackind down
Now brothers can't even hang
Four deep, without them calling us a gang
Cuz slang is what I speak
And bang is what the track do
How the fuck they locking niggas
Up for a tattoo?
And that do make a nigga want to smash
Homo-police, not po' white trash
Cash rule everything around us so, you know
That's the reason that the clout is for
Cuz yo, we all about moving and grooving now
With the high-pro glow
Show and prove and how you got to act on it
If you ain't on it, well act on it
And my niggas celebrating, drink on it
Select-mode on the slam on it, now
To ba ba bank on it
If you ain't on it, well act on it
And my niggas celebrating, drink on it
Select-mode on the slam on it, now
To ba ba bank on it
Bo-bo-bo, I got your enchi-ai yai
Mercedes drive by, Son sipping on the Malta
I shine in Heaven, now I'll try
High-five?, Son hikes to Hawa-i
See my legs cooped like?
Twenty-four K, we parlay by night
We ride the funk,?
Night trumps collide, apply the mind set
Come on, let's go to work
And let me see that body jerk
Girls twitch the middle
Watch my chips triple latin lingo, connect?
?, stash the loot in the Limo
Pistol through your bullet-proof
Right through a window
If you ain't on it, well act on it
And my niggas celebrating, drink on it
Select-mode on the slam on it, now
To ba ba bank on itIf you ain't on it
Well act on it
And my niggas celebrating, drink on it
Select-mode on the slam on it, now
To ba ba bank on it
A-Doobie-Doobie, yall a-Doobie-Doobie
You don't really want to really, really
You don't really want to really, really