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act up - lightskinkeisha lyrics

[intro]
yung lan on the track
hundred bands for a kilo, n-gg-
yeah

[chorus]
act up, act up, act up, whoa
act up, act up, act up, whoa
all these bands make her act up (act up)
bet she gon’ dance when she act up (act up)
bet she gon’ dance when she act up (act up)
when it’s all done, pick the cash up (yeah)
act up, act up, act up, whoa
act up, act up, act up, whoa
all these bands make her act up (act up)
bet she gon’ dance when she act up (yeah)
bet she gon’ dance when she act up (yeah yeah yeah)
when it’s all done, pick the cash up (let’s go)

[verse 1]
i’m the type to take your n-gg- and give him right back (you can have him back)
he actin’ like he want a piece, i let him taste my snack
if he wanna talk to me he gotta have a bag
can’t let you n-gg-s waste my time because i can’t get that sh-t back (oh no)
ned me a n-gg- with a bankroll (yeah)
and he gon’ do what i say so (mhm)
and he gon’ give up the queso
blue face, pesos
all you lil’ hoes better lay low (lay low)
’cause i got shooters on the payroll
gotta bring somethin’ to the table (yeah)
b-tch, i been bad, yeah, they know (yeah they know)

[interlude]
f-ck these broke -ss n-gg-s, i ain’t f-ckin’ with y’all n-gg-s period, okay?
f-ck you broke -ss b-tches, y’all b-tches don’t know how to pay for your own motherf-ckin’ hookah
always wanna ask a b-tch can you hit it? like, no b-tch, get your own, the f-ck?

[verse 2]
f-ck you (f-ck you), mean? (mean?), i’m the (i’m the), sh-t (sh-t)
double (yeah), g’s (woo), ’round my (woo), hip (drip)
got vv’s (uh-huh), on my wrist (shine)
diamond charm (woo, woo), and it hit
magic city on a monday (monday)
go’n ahead, let the money fly
bad b-tches gon’ bust it open (yeah)
b-tt naked like it’s summer time (uh-huh)
broke n-gg-s please step aside (yeah)
let me show you how to do it (do it)
heavy claimin’ you a boss b-tch (nah)
i’ma make you come and prove it (we’ll see, ho)

[interlude]
y’all b-tches be havin’ these n-gg-s pay for everything else except for the sh-t you need
b-tch, go get you some f-ckin’ furniture
you want these -ss-shots and sh-t, where you gon’ put that -ss?
you gon’ put that -ss on the motherf-ckin’ floor?
like, get your sh-t together

- lightskinkeisha lyrics

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