Act On It

You don't really wanna really, really FunkDoobie for the nine seven shot That's right We got Cam on the mothership Wicky-wicky-wicky, riding that cosmic funk It's all about that money man Hey Doobie, where you at? [SonDoobie] Hey, yo, what's that sound Who freaks the funk, while Son grabs the pound I don't count my loot-chee, Doobie gots the cool breeze Box of jewelry, no hope is what your crew say Blast mecha-uzi, blue eyes go rubies ?, off on my lonely Doobie is to blame, so I'll be the sickest Million red-eye, first-class plane, igging If you ain't on it, well act on it And my niggas celebrating, drink on it Select-mode on the slam on it, now To ba-ba-bank on it If you ain't on it, well act on it And my niggas celebrating, drink on it Select-mode on the slam on it, now To ba-ba-bank on it [Cam] Wicky-wicky lights, Cam, Whup-whup!, action Roll sound, let me get down, cuz Cam is in the back Son Doobie, so who be the niggas that really ride? East, West, North, South-SIDE! tribe True soldiers, we ain't out here just acting down Cuz nigga all I hang around is Black and Brown They crackind down, now brothers can't even hang Four deep, without them calling us a gang Cuz slang is what I speak, and bang is what the track do How the fuck they locking niggas up for a tattoo? And that do make a nigga want to smash Homo-police, not po' white trash Cash rule everything around us so, you know That's the reason that the clout is for Cuz yo, we all about moving and grooving now With the high-pro glow, show and prove and how You got to act on it If you ain't on it, well act on it And my niggas celebrating, drink on it Select-mode on the slam on it, now To ba-ba-bank on it If you ain't on it, well act on it And my niggas celebrating, drink on it Select-mode on the slam on it, now To ba-ba-bank on it [SonDoobie] Bo-bo-bo, I got your enchi-ai-yai Mercedes drive by, Son sipping on the Malta I shine in Heaven, now I'll try High-five?, Son hikes to Hawa-i See my legs cooped like ? Twenty-four K, we parlay by night We ride the funk, ? Night trumps collide, apply the mind set Come on, let's go to work And let me see that body jerk Girls twitch the middle, watch my chips triple Latin lingo, connect ? ?, stash the loot in the Limo Pistol through your bullet-proof, right through a window If you ain't on it, well act on it And my niggas celebrating, drink on it Select-mode on the slam on it, now To ba-ba-bank on itIf you ain't on it, well act on it And my niggas celebrating, drink on it Select-mode on the slam on it, now To ba-ba-bank on it A-Doobie-Doobie, yall A-Doobie-Doobie You don't really want to really, really You don't really want to really, really