I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart
Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield
Got the whole crew ridin' and we startin' shit
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
You'll be like Lil' John Q and get a 'Change of Heart'
We go front, back and side to side
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
TV in the middle of my steering wheel
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink
It's 911, pleas call the doctor
Man, that ain't sticky, that's sticks and steams
It seems they wanna finger print me and gimme some years
'Cuz my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun
I'm about to take off, so F what ya heard
You think twelve gon' catch me, gimme a break
Nos tank in the back, camel hair on the seat
Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride
Now, them cops tryna throw you in them county blues
I'm about to blow this whole shit up to smithereens
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout what kinda shit he on
So gulls, hold ya weave while I'm weaving through traffic
And when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep
And now, all you wanna do is get drunk and pout
Man, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Evacuate the building and trick the pigs
Now, your friends just smoked up your brand new stash
And I just put a computer in the glove compartment
More speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle
And yeah, we blow trees and beez that's fantastic
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Oh, I'm too fast for y'all, mayn
2 Fast, act a fool
Sheep skin on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the stash
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open
You disappear like, poof, bitch be gone
With the petal to the floor, radar in the grille
It's my car's birthday so we blown them candle
2 Fast, 2 Furious
The pot holes in the street just bentcha rims
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Let's take it to the streets 'cuz I'm ready to cruise
Now them gulls up the block still runnin' they mouth
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
And the fools, we gon' clock one and we'll pop one
You just got hustled for a wad of cash
Say whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob
Rollin' through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel
Did donuts last week and the streets' still smoking
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
2 Fast, act a fool
See, I'm off that anti freeze and my car is tipsy
If you got late bills and you lost your job
If the bottles all gone and your eyes are red
Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
It's one mission, two clips and some triple beams
I even got a trailer hitch with the barbecue pit
Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
Plus, your new name is Fire 'cuz we stomped you out
They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
2 Fast, 2 Furious
Drop 2 Fast, drop 2 Furious
Off the off ramp doin' about a hundred and fifty
Talkin' about gats, traps, cops and robbers
If anybody talk bad about the Dirty South
You 'bout to catch a cold, stay the fuck around me
See, some fools slipped up and over stepped they boundaries
Because my side mirrors flap like a fuckin' bird
2 Fast, act a fool
And the people just stare so I love to park it
Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib
2 Fast, 2 Furious
'Cuz the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Ladies, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Now, your car just stopped on a empty tank
I got suede on my roof, wood grain on the dash
Tell me what I'm gon' do? Act a fool
Ah, you just came home from doin' a bid
Catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed
Since everybody wanna piece, we gon' split ya wigs
I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate
