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City Girls - Act Up lyrics

[Intro]
(Earl on the beat)

[Verse 1: JT & Yung Miami]
Real a** b**h, give a f** 'bout a n***a
Big Birkin bag, ho, five, six figures
Stripes on my a** so he call this p**y Tigger
f**in' on a scammin' a**, rich a** n***a
Same group of b**hes, ain't no eh-eh to the picture
Drop a couple racks, watch his a** get bigger
Drinkin' on liquor, and I'm lookin' at your n***a
If his money right, he can eat it like a Snicker
I ain't got time for y'all fake a** hoes
Talkin' all loud in them fake a** clothes
Fake a** shoes match their fake a** gold
I'm the realest b**h ever to you snake a** hoes

[Chorus: JT & Yung Miami]
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Dirty a** nails, baby girl, you need to back up

[Verse 2: Yung Miami]
It's Yung Miami, and I came to run my sack up
Tired a** hoes on my page tryna track us
Brand new chain, City Girls goin' Platinum
I keep a baby Glock, I ain't fightin' with no random, period
You b**hes weak, is you serious?
I let him take the p**y, now he actin' all delirious
Did the dash and the run, but I can stay superior
She see my number in his phone, now you actin' curious (Haha)
He gon' buy me Gucci if I ask for it (Yup)
He'll curse a n***a rockin' Tom Ford (Ow)
I bet your lil' sister wanna look like me
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I bet your lil' brother wanna f** on me
Hood b**h, good p**y, I ain't average
Um, he can't come around without that cabbage
Um, pop a p**y b**h quick, like a bubblegum
I ain't never worry, I just deal with it for fun

[Chorus]
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Dirty a** nails, baby girl, you need to back up

[Verse3: JT]
JT on the track, and you know I'm 'bout my paper
p**y sweet, p**y tight, so he called it Lightsaver
If your a** a broke n***a, hell nah, I can't meet ya
If your a** a rich n***a, I'ma f** ya 'til you ain't one
If that n***a a scammer, I'm turning into a dancer (yup)
I make it clap like he got the right answer
Sit on it with menace, get it harder than a hammer
He wanna freak, p**y pink, breast cancer
Oh, you like dick, just like I like big butts
I don't care about your chain, n***a, or your big truck
Yeah, I know you gettin' it, but is you spendin' it?
Give a f** what a n***a got if he ain't givin' it
B-bada** b**h, bad attitude (Yeah)
Nails done, hair done, a** too (Ow)
Your baby daddy f**in' me and s**in' me
He don't answer you, b**h, that's because of me (Period)

[Chorus]
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Dirty a** nails, baby girl, you need to back up

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