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City Girls - Act Up (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Earl on the Beat
Earl on the Beat
Programming
JT
JT
Vocals
Yung Miami
Yung Miami
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jatavia Johnson
Jatavia Johnson
Songwriter
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Isaac Bynum
Isaac Bynum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Gentuar Memishi
Gentuar Memishi
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Princston “Perfect Harmony” Terry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Salvador Majail
Salvador Majail
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Earl on the beat Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga Big Birkin bag, hold five, six figures Stripes on my ass so he call this pussy Tigger Fuckin' on a scammin' ass, rich ass nigga Same group of bitches, ain't no adding to the picture Drop a couple racks, watch this ass get bigger Drinkin' on liquor, and I'm lookin' at your nigga If his money right, he can eat it like a Snicker I ain't got time for you fake ass hoes Talkin' all loud in them fake ass clothes Fake ass shoes match that fake ass gold I'm the realest bitch ever to you snake ass hoes Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Dirty ass nails, baby girl, you need to back up It's Yung Miami, and I came to run my sack up (Yup) Tired ass hoes on my page tryna track us Brand new chain, City Girls goin' Platinum (Facts) I keep a baby Glock, I ain't fightin' with no random, period (Period) You bitches weak, is you serious? I let him take the pussy, now he actin' all delirious Did the dash in the Rover like it's "Fast and Furious" She see my number in his phone, now you actin' curious (Bitch) He gon' buy me Gucci if I ask for it (Yup) He a classy nigga rockin' Tom Ford (Classy) I bet your lil' sister wanna look like me (Lil' bitch) I bet your lil' brother wanna fuck on me Hood bitch, good pussy, I ain't average Um, he can't come around without that cabbage Um, pop a pussy bitch quick, like a bubblegum I ain't never worry, I just deal with it for fun Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Dirty ass nails, baby girl, you need to back up JT on the track, and you know I'm 'bout my paper Pussy sweet, pussy tight, so he called it Lightsaver If your ass a broke nigga, hell nah, I can't date ya If your ass a rich nigga, I'ma fuck ya 'til you ain't one If that nigga 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, pussy pink, breast cancer Oh, you like big butts, well I like big butts I don't care about your chain, nigga, or your big truck Yeah, I know you gettin' it, but is you spendin' it? Give a fuck what a nigga got if he ain't givin' it Ba-badass bitch, bad attitude Nails done, hair done, ass too Your baby daddy fuckin' me and suckin' me He don't answer you, bitch, that's because of me (Period) Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Dirty ass nails, baby girl, you need to back up
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Isaac Earl Bynum, Jatavia Johnson, Caresha Brownlee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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