Lyrics act right - Mike Stud
Don't
know
how
to
act
Don't
know
how
to
act
right
You
don't
get
to
come
around
If
you
don't
know
how
to
act
right
Two
girls
at
the
crib,
that's
a
cat
fight
Long
flight
with
the
dogs,
took
a
cat
nap
On
site
got
an
ounce
in
the
knapsack
Fuck
going
on
shorty,
you
can
have
that
Roll
that,
took
a
hit
and
then
pass
that
Bounce
back,
not
the
check,
you
can
cash
that
You
can
back
that,
that's
a
big
bag
I
ain't
really
no
gambling
man
More
like
a
family
man
More
like
break
the
family
off
so
the
family
can
I
sell
more
tickets
than
the
artists
at
the
Grammys
can
I
like
my
wine
red
and
my
girl
with
a
Miami
tan
You
ain't
see
me
in
the
dark
Couldn't
see
me
with
a
flashlight
Don't
know
how
to
act
Don't
know
how
to
act
right
Act
right,
act
right,
girl
you
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
act
right,
shorty
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
act
right,
dog
you
gotta
act
right
You
don't
get
to
come
around
If
you
don't
know
how
to
act
Act
right,
girl
you
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
girl
you
gotta
act
right
Hey,
act
right,
dog
you
gotta
act
right
Abstract,
yeah
Your
ass
it
art,
that
shit
is
abstract
I
got
tire
marks
on
my
heart
But
I'm
past
that
I
duck
the
fuck
shit
like,
like
Afflac
Like
Afflac,
yeah,
got
a
pad
that
y'all
can
crash
at
You
know
me,
I'm
your
dada,
you're
my
bebe
I'm
a
lab
rat,
I'm
a
lab
rat
I'm
your
dada,
you're
my
bebe
If
you
have
that,
you
can
have
that
I
been
going
off,
I
ain't
got
to
say
it
And
my
dogs
good,
we
all
doing
great
I
ain't
fucking
with
her
head,
I
graduate
She
got
salty,
I
let
it
marinate
You
don't
get
to
come
around
If
you
don't
know
how
to
act
right
If
you
don't
know
how
to,
yeah
Don't
know
how
to
act
You
ain't
see
me
in
the
dark
Couldn't
see
me
with
a
flashlight
Don't
know
how
to
act
(Gotta
act
right,
gotta
act
right)
Act
right,
act
right,
girl,
you
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
act
right,
shorty
you
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
act
right,
dog,
you
gotta
act
right
You
don't
get
to
come
around
If
you
don't
know
how
to
act
Act
right,
girl
you
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
girl
you
gotta
act
right
Act
right,
dog
you
gotta
act
right
(Don't
know
how
to
act)
Got
a
white
tongue,
black
lung,
blue
drink
Got
a
white
tongue,
black
lung,
blue
drink
Out
in
Old
Town
nights
young,
new
year
New
me,
new
crib,
new
gear
Vroom-vroom,
knock-knock,
who's
there?
I
might
switch
my
speed
up
I
been
on
my
toes
but
I
kept
my
feet
up
Got
a
shorty
over
rolling
all
my
weed
up
Million
dollar
songs
right
out
of
the
bedroom
Big
ol'
crib,
couple
extra
bedrooms
Tall
ceilings
'cause
I
needed
the
head
room
Couple
extra
bedrooms
It's
good
for
my
headspace
'Cause
it's
hard
to
get
space
for
me
Couldn't
know
you
gotta
act
right
Gotta
act
right,
gotta
act
right,
ah
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