ft. Waka Flocka Flame
[Intro]
Wyclef, what's that sound? Waka Flocka comin' down

We flexin', blowin' clouds, and you know it's super loud
Wyclef, what's that sound? Waka Flocka comin' down
We flexin', blowin' clouds, and you know it's super loud

Wyclef, what's that sound? Waka Flocka comin' down
We flexin', blowin' clouds, and you know it's super loud
Wyclef, what's that sound? Waka Flocka comin' down

We flexin', blowin' clouds, and you know it's super loud
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, Trap N Roll
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool...

Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, Trap N Roll
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool...


[Hook]
Trap N Roll... we're gonna hit you with the Trap N Roll
That's what we mix it with, the Rock & Roll

Let it awaken, make you lost control... here we go
I'm talkin' Trap N Roll... at them girls out on the floor
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, act a fool

Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, act a fool
You ain't been through what I've been through
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, act a fool


[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
When I came to America, under pressure

Teenage shoplifter, came up, saw things
8 ball, dope fiends, like Boondocks, I'm checkin' the mailbox
"You know it's the first of the month"

It ain't no eyewitness, 'cause
"Another body in the trunk"
Man in the mirror, air guitar

One dream, ghetto superstar
But they never had a fireman to take me out
Prayin' to God on my knees, chase 'em out

Yup, chosen in the womb - Dark Side Of The Moon
Came into the light, so let's toast tonight
Glases up, if you feel it, right? And turn up my guitar

My guitar, my guitar, my guitar, my guitar...

[Hook]


[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Took a walk down my block with teenagers sellin' crack rock

Sold their souls to trap spots, dodged the pen, not gettin' shot
Dope boys never call of talk to cops
Stick together like dreadlocks

Keep the doors locked (Waka Flocka) that's hip hop
A computer microphone and an Mbox
My mama's ba!@&(t, I ain't have a booth

I ain't have a name, just spittin' paint
Tryna $#&@ fame, went #1 on every chart
On a rap charts, on the pop charts

Talkin' #1, call 'Clef to rock
My vocals scream like guitar strings
That's acute playing, it's eight strings

I've got to win by any means
Conversations with Raekwon
He told me keep pushin' for it, go hard

Busta Rhymes told me to keep runnin'
"It's gon' pay off, Flocka, keep grindin'"
Even in the dark I'm still shining

Can't stop me, this is God's plan
Gotta cut a finger before you lose a hand


[Hook]

[Outro]

Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, Trap N Roll
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool...
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, Trap N Roll

Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool...
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, Trap N Roll
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool...

Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool, Trap N Roll
Act a fool, act a fool, act a fool...