Actin Up (Letra)

Meek Mill Part. Wale e French Montana

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[Intro]
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Turn the lights on

[Hook]
These hoes be acting up
These hoes be acting up
These hoes be acting up
And these niggas be letting ‘em

These niggas be letting ‘em
These niggas be letting ‘em
These niggas be letting ‘em
And me, I don’t be sweating ‘em

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
These hoes be acting up
And these nigggas be letting ‘em
I crushed them hoes, I never love them hoes
And these niggas be sweating ‘em
Cause I run shit like Edgerrin
Or better yet, like Rev and them
And on the bottom of my sneaks they red, man
And I ain’t talking ‘bout no damn Meth and them
Stay Louboutin and I super grind
VS stones, they super shine
I pop the Perc, I get super high
And I drill your bitch, root canal
I rock Tom Ford, Concords
And I shine on these dime whores
This bitch done bought me a Rolex
And I still ain’t got no time for her
These hoes be acting up
These niggas be acting tough
I’m in the Phantom, I’m backing up
And I’m bust down, but I’m strapped as fuck
So hold your horses, Polo horses
Aston Martin, we roll in Royces
Real niggas up in the building
Them hoes choose us, ain’t no more choices

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
These hoes be acting up
See, me, I don’t practice much
Gold albums from the word of mouth
Gold bottles in the back of us
These Jones be broke as fuck
Too uptight, they won’t open up
She got her arms folded even on the phone
I’m like, what the fuck is she here fo?
These hoes be acting up
These niggas keep wifing up
Please homie, got me cracking up
Never spent one more than a night with her
These hoes be a fucking joke
They’ll never say a nigga didn’t warn you though
Cause you can hit my phone like four in the morning
And I be like, hah, told you so

[Hook]

[Verse 3: French Montana]
These hoes be acting up
Big bread we racking up
Straight to the bank, cee-lo
Cancel that bitch like Nino
Ratchet ass ho, don’t play with me
Want to Kobe me, want to Humphrey me
Want to Michael me, Russell me
Take me to the bank and Tiger me
Now these hoes be acting up
These clothes ten stacks and up
These cars 100 racks and up
These drums 100 rounds and up
Bitch, blow me like a trumpet
Twenty thousand on it, hundreds
Fuck it, money, money, money
Money, money, money, ah!

[Hook

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Actin’ Up (Letra)

Wale

Hip Hop

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[Intro]
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Turn the lights on

[Hook]
These hoes be acting up
These hoes be acting up
These hoes be acting up
And these niggas be letting ‘em

These niggas be letting ‘em
These niggas be letting ‘em
These niggas be letting ‘em
And me, I don’t be sweating ‘em

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
These hoes be acting up
And these nigggas be letting ‘em
I crushed them hoes, I never love them hoes
And these niggas be sweating ‘em
Cause I run shit like Edgerrin
Or better yet, like Rev and them
And on the bottom of my sneaks they red, man
And I ain’t talking ‘bout no damn Meth and them
Stay Louboutin and I super grind
Vs stones, they super shine
I pop the Perc, I get super high
And I drill your bitch, root canal
I rock Tom Ford, Concords
And I shine on these dime whores
This bitch done bought me a Rolex
And I still ain’t got no time for her
These hoes be acting up
These niggas be acting tough
I’m in the Phantom, I’m backing up
And I’m bust down, but I’m strapped as fuck
So hold your horses, Polo horses
Aston Martin, we roll in Royces
Real niggas up in the building
Them hoes choose us, ain’t no more choices

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
These hoes be acting up
See, me, I don’t practice much
Gold albums from the word of mouth
Gold bottles in the back of us
These Jones be broke as fuck
Too uptight, they won’t open up
She got her arms folded even on the phone
I’m like, what the fuck is she here fo?
These hoes be acting up
These niggas keep wifing up
Please homie, got me cracking up
Never spent one more than a night with her
These hoes be a fucking joke
They’ll never say a nigga didn’t warn you though
Cause you can hit my phone like four in the morning
And I be like, hah, told you so

[Hook]

[Verse 3: French Montana]
These hoes be acting up
Big bread we racking up
Straight to the bank, cee-lo
Cancel that bitch like Nino
Ratchet ass ho, don’t play with me
Want to Kobe me, want to Humphrey me
Want to Michael me, Russell me
Take me to the bank and Tiger me
Now these hoes be acting up
These clothes ten stacks and up
These cars 100 racks and up
These drums 100 rounds and up
Bitch, blow me like a trumpet
Twenty thousand on it, hundreds
Fuck it, money, money, money
Money, money, money, ah!

[Hook]

Actin Up (Letra)

Chris Brown Part. Asher Roth, Rye Rye e Justin Bieber

R&B

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Back up
Shout to Justin Bieber
Chris Brown

Base loud
Hands up
I don really give a fuck
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young it acting up
Acting, a-acting up
Acting, a-acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up

Go go
Go go
Go go
Go go

Here I go
Yeah, yo what’s the scenario?
Can’t understand what you staring for?
Like you never seen
A white boy dance before
But damn she’s fine
That’s one chick I can stand behind
Play in my field like a dandelion
Put it all on if you can’t decide
What’s it gon’ be?
You me, her her her, you me
Girl, go beserk, gotta beat ‘em with a tree
Go ahead, fall back, to the boy gon’ breathe

Ease off, back up
I’m about to act up
Floating, sipping, having fun
‘Cause I’ll be young and acting up!
Acting, a-acting up
Acting, a-acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up

Base loud
Hands up
I don really give a fuck
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young it acting up
Acting, a-acting up
Acting, a-acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up

So I walked in the club with a dope hairdo
Checking my fresh, everything brand new
Sexy old dude, saying “who’s you? ”
You do me, and I’mma do you
What what, what you talkin about with it
Man fall back, I’m just chillin’
Hate when they check for a bad-bad bitch
Gotta have respect for my bad habits
P-pass now pass me the drink
I’m get wild, I’m
Pull out the camera and shoot me a links
Cause I’mma act up, sweetie pie, what you think?
Going insane in the membrane

slang, come and hang with a real name

Badder than a m-, MJ Level
Face down, ass up, skinnys on, dirty Chucks
Showing off, I’mma swag it up
Good girl gone bad, grab my bud

Base loud
Hands up
I don really give a fuck
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up
Acting, a-acting up
Acting, a-acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up

19 years old and I gotta act up
‘Cause I’m so so fly, I’m so fly
And I don’t know why, really know I, go so wow
Till the bass goes oh my
Oh I, I gotta slow it down
Yeah I’m on the loose, and I won’t stop now
Cause I go so loud, and I go so wow
So better watch out cause I’m so ahh
I’m on some risky business
I like women and French kisses
Mama told me do the dishes
But I’m here catching fishes
Cause I’m still young and acting up
Girls on my mind
So I still mack up
They see the money, see the money, rack up
Till the walls dark cream
Cause I’m stacking up
Bass loud, hands up, I don’t really give a fu
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up
Acting, acting up
Acting, acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I be young and acting up

Yikes, I guess I’m macking up
I’m about to go in, let me wrap it up
Young old school like Gallagher
But I’mma call these shots, caliber
What it is JB, my Ray-Bans in my jacket
Might give you rabies
My chain heavy, give it to the ladies
Hold up, hold up, watch ‘em go crazy
Chilling with Asher Roth
Girls let me touch, cause their ass is soft
Yes I’mma score with them basketballs
She gon’ give it up, I don’t pass at all
My crew neck match my two-step
I just had group sex on my new jet
So many pretty girl, I’m like “who’s next? ”
So drunk all my white friends
Like “do it! ”

Jeans off, back up
I’m about to act up
Smoking, drinking, having fun
‘Cause I’ll be young and acting up!
Acting, a-acting up
Acting, a-acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up

Base loud
Hands up
I don really give a fuck
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young it acting up
Acting, a-acting up
Acting, a-acting up
They say I ain’t old enough
But I’ll be young and acting up