Act A Fool Lyrics

It's Friday night on the streets of L.A.

I'm goin' out, been hangin' 'round the house all day

So, I take me a shower, dress like a big daddy

Stop at the Arco, put some gas in my caddy

Armor on my wheels, shine up my daytons

Check my 12-gage, I see jackers just waitin'

Got in my car, rolled up the tinted glass

Looked for my Zapp tape to pop in my dash

Can't find it, forget it, went under my seat

Found my old fired tape of the song 'Knee Deep'

So, I popped it in, then I pumped it up

Love hearin' funk because disco sucks

Body got chills when the basses started poundin'

I took off because I'm goin' to town and

Won't be back till mornin', don't have to go to school

Better get ready, I'm finna act a fool

The way I [Incomprehensible]

Now, I'm on the move, got a grand in my pocket

Reached for my phone, plugged it in the socket

Heard the dial tone, so I dialed up Aladdin

He answered the phone and said, "What's up?" I said, "What's happenin?"

He said, "Where you been? I been tryin' to get in touch

The party's in Watts," I said, "I don't give a fuck

If you wanna go, just wear neutral colors

If anybody asks you, just tell 'em you're my brother"

Stopped at the store to buy me a Cisco

A 40 ounce and some crackers by Nabisco

Amount and I pulled out a 10

And said, "Fuck it, Supersacco and gin

I'm finna act a fool"

Now, I'm drivin' down Compton on my way to get Aladdin

Feelin' like a pimp till my tape started draggin'

It's a old tape anyway, it ain't no thing

Pulled it out and slapped in Dana Dane

Got to Aladdin's house and I honked my horn

He said, "When we comin' back?" I said, "6 in tha morn"King Tee - Act A Fool - http://motolyrics.com/king-tee/act-a-fool-lyrics.html

So, he got in the car, lookin' half-dead

So, I gave him my Cisco and took the 40 to the head

Now, I'm feelin' tipsy and I'm headed for Watts

But wait, what do I see sittin' at the bus stop?

Sexy Susanna had a butt that kills

Pretty long hair but they say it's not real

Aladdin yelled, she threw a rock at my glass

So, I got out my car and drop-kicked her ass

I checked out my window, everything was cool

She was lucky, I was nice and I didn't act a fool

We finally arrived at the party, drunk as a jerk

Got out my car, pressed the kit, so the alarm, would chirp

After that we made our way, I tried not to fall

Couldn't walk a straight line if they let me crawl

Got to the door and what spots my eye?

My homeboy, Mr. Prince, and he's smokin' some Thai

So, I stumbled his way and said, "Hey, pass the jay"

I took a hit for my mouth spray

This girl asked me to dance but I told the hoe no

'Cause she was on my tip cause of my big gold rope

But it seems she got offended, that's splendid

Before she starts somethin', I just slap her and end it

'Cause I feel like a gangster and I just don't care

About a girl with fake drag, fake eyes, fake hair

Fake clothes, fake nails and all that fake jewelry

All she wanna do is tell her friends that she screwed me

I get nutty, act a fool when I want to

Run up when I'm drunk and I just might pump you

Take your car, your wife, keep talkin', your life

Beat you down, like your down and have you smokin' the pipe

Do you know why? Do you know, do you know why? 'Cause I'm cool

Well, kill me

Shoot me, muthafucka

I gotcha

Oh, goddamn