Act Right lyrics

by

Timbaland


[Verse 1: JDK]
Lights, camera, shoot like action
I popped last year, this year I'm snapping
These hoes hip on me, new trend like fashion
Where the real real n*ggas at, y'all acting
I'm with Word Play but always serious
Been hot, you late, like a period
I'm the sh*t n*gga period
Looking for the boy, want beef,well here he is!
Man I swear y'all need some act right
Even in the dark imma shine n*gga flashlight
JDK calling out n*gga get your facts right
b*tch suck my di*k and looking at ya like that's right
And she blow me like I'm too hot
I'm so sick, goddamn I need a flu shot
Aye bartender, let me get two shots
I'm turning heads, all eyes on me, Tupac
Rolex, I'm fresh, a n*gga do it big just like my check
I'm the best n*gga no contest, with my team EOE on my chest
I'm JDK, ball hard, I do it everyday
Kobe, I'm the one and only

[Verse 2: Word Play]
I'm Word Play, right? So you know I got that verb play, right
Creez so sharp it'll take your damn, life
Tryna f*cking function so I can take your damn wife
Getting hyphy on this beat while your wifey on her knees
P-Lo on the beat, my girl swallowed all my skeet
Shooting n*ggas for fun I ain't talking 'bout no skeet
f*ck a morgue n*gga leave your body in the street
Buying all designer guess I'm a new slave
Get that act right since you in that Word Play
Head between my legs like I'm twisting her braids
Get that act right since you in that Word Play
Ran game on this b*tch, spikes on my feet
Hit the Chachi then I broke down the weed
Then I rolled up, thank God for my tree
Toot it and boot it, got home and got clean
On the 'Gram she a 10, person she a 3
Took her friend instead 'cause she a 3 times 3
Ass on point and that pus*y don't stank
I ain't talking 'bout hygiene but she gave me that oral, B
Tonio skinny but his di*k is on swole
Gas Pedal on, gon and ride on my pole
Money on stretch and my sh*t don't ever fold
I ain't in the NFL but the Chiefs up in my super bowl
[Verse 3: L.A. V3rN]
You new n*ggas is pus*y, where the f*ck is your balls at
Son I'm most of the game, you just come on my ball sack
Inadvertently ill, b*tch I'm sick as a large ?
An Rx, brought on my dong, getting a call back
That's dial tone, too spaced out to dial home
??, metaphors dripping, medical sound-drome
Giant monsters a terror, circulating what's now known
It's my sh*t, king me, set that crown on the ground homes
I walked through the alley with the beam on the tec-nical difficulties make me pull your spleen fresh out of your neck
Spit in the wound, p*ss on her tomb, take a ? on your last breath
Sitting on a shelf, smashing with a skully
Your second born child, who your favorite born now
Chocolate milk on her lips on your wife, and it ain't come from no sunburnt cow
Whatchu wanna do now, start a war or fight
I'm plucking life away as smooth as guitar strikes, yikes!
I'm playing billiards with an ice shard
I'm abominable, what's your job to an ice storm
I'm the right one to leave you left numb
But her ex love suffocating 'cause my alphabet ??
Sing along, go ahead I dare you to
p*ss on her before I come, she swallow canary blue
Give me that mega cap, a decapitation ahead of you
Man that cut so clean, this is where I practice on several victims
Gon call it water 'cause these boys on some ??
Rubix cubing and ? and in to inescapable prisms
Got killer visions I'm a shark and I smell blood on your tissue
If you know better ? pillows
No tooth fairy for clarity
Your limbs for the ?, donating and they just charity
Your head for the wolves, I know they won't leave ?
The rest for the rams attacking the ?
Raiding pus*y yeah I'm that type
Tell your b*tch to calm down and get some act right
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