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[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 Thats a hundred fifty bottles in one night I give that bitch some act right [Hook: Yo Gotti] Act right, act right Money dont fold if it ain't right Act right, act right Niggas 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 nigga all I do is talk yay Want me in your city nigga know they gon' pay Ain't lookin' for a freak though, lookin for a freak ho Cuban link chain on my neck weigh a kilo Nigga just violated pissed to the dirty to his p.o On the real nigga on a scale of one to ten you a zero Damn, that a bad bitch you a Creole On the West coast the bitch say she from the N.O. SongtexteAct right, get your life changed Fuck a purse you can get the last name Real nigga shit boy I hate lames All my nigga sell dope or gang bang Me and cash get the act right You ain't in a foreign you dont look right [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I'mma tell ya off top mother fuck free Boose Ridin' in my Lamborghini with the dope man Thinkin' came with a step might be the shit I got a rooster in my Rari might be your bitch I said I pull to detention Aventador Make you bitch pass out straight hit the floor Said I never seen a car like that before Whats that thang stickin up? thats 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 motherfucker listen Kilo all day motherfucker I'm trippin' 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 nigga nigga I take your ho I'll have to leave her if she did me like Coco The devil talkin' to me, but I dont hear him Act like I'm deaf like So-So Fuck you, fuck him, fuck them Fuck my ex with a pogos Hundred bottles in the club, for no reason Niggas start trippin boom bow dope fiend Fendi on my shoes, Fendi on my belt I'm in the Fendi store I dont need help All gold everything like Trinidad I went to high school with you bitch you been a rat I dont got money problems, I got trust issues Two things I gotta stay is with the two pistols [Bridge] [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania