Act Upp Songtext
von BigDeuceFOF
Act Upp Songtext
Gah damn
What the fuck
What the fuck
Man that shit
Huh?
Nigga what
Huh?
What the fuck?
Dis hoe bad as fuck like Yung Miami finna act up
Sippin dirty sprite my momma told me clean my act up
You ain′t seen a ten so why the fuck you tryna act tough?
Remember I ain't have It now i′m pullin up in Prada
Let a white bitch hold the drac she make It sing just like Madonna
In the club I'm throwing ones she shaking ass just like maracas
Foreign baby from Miami so you know she call me papi
Face a wood just to get high i'm tryna shake the demons off me
Hunnids
Fifties
My money all new
Hop in the track swing dat bitch like a coupe
Bad hoes in here bitch I just dropped the roof
So much damn chicken might buy a new coupe
Hop out wit dat fye that′s what dey normally do
Bro on dat block, boy I know he gon shoot
I′m outside in Miami might be chillin wit ya boo
Once you show her dat you havin ain't no shit that bitch won′t do
Flip da pack den ima stack It I like all my money blue
Teach dese niggas like a pastor tried to cross me like dey Luke
Used to ridin in a Honda now I'm hoppin in a coupe
Niggas postin on da gram I′m like I got dem bitches to
Got da ball and den I passed It, told my bro it's time to shoot
Got a ticket on the E-way bitches hangin out da roof
Hoe been lyin on my name these bitches thinkin dat it′s true
Ion neva trust a soul
I'm always sleepin wit my tool
Man what the (what the)
What the fuck be goin on bru
Man ion even know
I had to say that shit again and again
What the fuck?
Dis hoe bad as fuck like Yung Miami finna act up
Sippin dirty sprite my momma told me clean my act up
You ain't seen a ten so why the fuck you tryna act tough?
Remember I ain′t have It now i′m pullin up in Prada
Let a white bitch hold the drac she make It sing just like Madonna
In the club I'm throwing ones she shaking ass just like maracas
Foreign baby from Miami so you know she call me papi
Face a wood just to get high i′m tryna shake the demons off me
Hunnids
Fifties
My money all new
Hop in the track swing dat bitch like a coupe
Bad hoes in here bitch I just dropped the roof
So much damn chicken might buy a new coupe
Hop out wit dat fye that's what dey normally do
Bro on dat block, boy I know he gon shoot
I′m outside in Miami might be chillin wit ya boo
Once you show her dat you havin ain't no shit that bitch won′t do
Flip da pack den ima stack It I like all my money blue
Teach dese niggas like a pastor tried to cross me like dey Luke
Used to ridin in a Honda now I'm hoppin in a coupe
Niggas postin on da gram I'm like I got dem bitches to
Got da ball and den I passed It, told my bro it′s time to shoot
Got a ticket on the E-way bitches hangin out da roof
Hoe been lyin on my name these bitches thinkin dat it′s true
Ion neva trust a soul
I'm always sleepin wit my tool
What the fuck
What the fuck
Man that shit
Huh?
Nigga what
Huh?
What the fuck?
Dis hoe bad as fuck like Yung Miami finna act up
Sippin dirty sprite my momma told me clean my act up
You ain′t seen a ten so why the fuck you tryna act tough?
Remember I ain't have It now i′m pullin up in Prada
Let a white bitch hold the drac she make It sing just like Madonna
In the club I'm throwing ones she shaking ass just like maracas
Foreign baby from Miami so you know she call me papi
Face a wood just to get high i'm tryna shake the demons off me
Hunnids
Fifties
My money all new
Hop in the track swing dat bitch like a coupe
Bad hoes in here bitch I just dropped the roof
So much damn chicken might buy a new coupe
Hop out wit dat fye that′s what dey normally do
Bro on dat block, boy I know he gon shoot
I′m outside in Miami might be chillin wit ya boo
Once you show her dat you havin ain't no shit that bitch won′t do
Flip da pack den ima stack It I like all my money blue
Teach dese niggas like a pastor tried to cross me like dey Luke
Used to ridin in a Honda now I'm hoppin in a coupe
Niggas postin on da gram I′m like I got dem bitches to
Got da ball and den I passed It, told my bro it's time to shoot
Got a ticket on the E-way bitches hangin out da roof
Hoe been lyin on my name these bitches thinkin dat it′s true
Ion neva trust a soul
I'm always sleepin wit my tool
Man what the (what the)
What the fuck be goin on bru
Man ion even know
I had to say that shit again and again
What the fuck?
Dis hoe bad as fuck like Yung Miami finna act up
Sippin dirty sprite my momma told me clean my act up
You ain't seen a ten so why the fuck you tryna act tough?
Remember I ain′t have It now i′m pullin up in Prada
Let a white bitch hold the drac she make It sing just like Madonna
In the club I'm throwing ones she shaking ass just like maracas
Foreign baby from Miami so you know she call me papi
Face a wood just to get high i′m tryna shake the demons off me
Hunnids
Fifties
My money all new
Hop in the track swing dat bitch like a coupe
Bad hoes in here bitch I just dropped the roof
So much damn chicken might buy a new coupe
Hop out wit dat fye that's what dey normally do
Bro on dat block, boy I know he gon shoot
I′m outside in Miami might be chillin wit ya boo
Once you show her dat you havin ain't no shit that bitch won′t do
Flip da pack den ima stack It I like all my money blue
Teach dese niggas like a pastor tried to cross me like dey Luke
Used to ridin in a Honda now I'm hoppin in a coupe
Niggas postin on da gram I'm like I got dem bitches to
Got da ball and den I passed It, told my bro it′s time to shoot
Got a ticket on the E-way bitches hangin out da roof
Hoe been lyin on my name these bitches thinkin dat it′s true
Ion neva trust a soul
I'm always sleepin wit my tool
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