Hey, Act Up, let me tell you

I was throwing this party, right

And like, it was just like so much going on, like, we had freaks bitches, we had thot hoes

And then some geek bitches tried to come

And I had to tell them, like, no

This ain't that type of party

Ooh, let me see you shake it

Make a **** throw some bands

Ooh, that ass fat

I see it wobble through the pants

I'm tryna see what's to it

Baby, tell me about your plans

Cause if you with it, ain't no need to be pretend

Ooh, let me see you shake it

Make a **** throw some pants

Ooh, that ass fat

I see it, wobble through the pants

I'm tryna see what's to it

Baby, tell me about your plans

We the ones with motion

We ain't worried about your mans

Bitch, if he poke then, throw it back

I'll throw a stack or two

Ain't no excuses, fuck your man

I know he mad at you

Girl, don't be worried about no brokey,

He bitch made her bout' his attitude

Might say he bout it when he with you

he just actin' boo

Baby, pop that pussy for me, can you PTP

I got a bitch not here for classy shit

I'm looking for the freaks

Bro got Patron, I got some Don

We tryna see where this shit lead

Need to chase her, grab the juice

Don't touch the cup, bitch, this some lean

Loud banging on the door

I just hope it ain't police

Open up, it's just a bitch

That said she seen some bitches leave

Heard the music, smelled the weed

Lift the bottle, like, let's drink

Said she got games in the house

But I guess she ain't even peep

No, bitch, this a stripper party, they shakin' ass

You can't come in unless you gettin' naughty

Phone ring like, who is this

Now I'm asking her who she with

She turned around and grabbed her ankles

Said ain't nobody with me

She thick as hell through them jeans

And she kinda tempted

Turn your phone off and you can enter

Cause I'm vibin' with you

Talkin' bout callin' all her friends

But is they slidin' with you

Just hope that you don't do the most

And get to tryna act surprised

Cause I'm on timin' with you

Let me see you shake it

Make a **** throw some bands

Ooh that ass fat

I see it, wobble through them pants

I'm tryna see what's to it

Baby, tell me bout your plans

Cause if you with it

Ain't no need to be pretend

Damn, Let me see you shake it

Make a **** throw some bands

Ooh that ass fat

I see it, wobble through them pants

Im tryna see what's to it

Baby, tell me bout your plans

We the ones with motion

And we ain't worried bout yo mans

Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie

Go bitch, go bitch, get messy

Go bitch, go bitch, don't test me

Bitch if it poke then throw it back

I'll throw a stack or two

Girl don't be worried bout that man

I know you he mad at you