Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Actin Different , by - Belly. Release date: 10.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Actin Different |
| I say I’m going ham but it’s against my religion |
| Came in this bitch, never ask for permission, uh |
| Mix it, sip it, drink it, try to think it over and you’ll prolly overthink it, |
| uh |
| Am I tripping, sh, listen, sh grown men talking like bitches |
| These days I can barely even tell the difference |
| Hate in their blood like a motherfucking sickness |
| Wet pussy dripping, got lil mama slipping |
| And you wanna act livid cause we all living |
| There’s enough to go around, we can all get it |
| And they say small world, I say large prison |
| I’m a savage I’ve been acting vicious |
| All this money got me acting different |
| I just need a pack of bad bitches, that’ll blast for me like they sacrilegious |
| Lately I’m a savage I’ve been acting vicious |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted |
| You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted |
| I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| Oh Lord |
| You must be from Hell for Heaven’s sake |
| She make holy water evaporate |
| I might eat the pussy if I have a date |
| Revenge got a better aftertaste |
| 24/7 my mama pray |
| 12 never ever cracked a case |
| I’m cracking cases to celebrate |
| Money is all I will ever chase |
| Talking birds, ooou you say that you selling weight |
| You know we call that shit feather weight |
| I snap on everything Velous made |
| Opportunity knock, I answer the door in my robe and socks |
| She take some shoes for the pussy |
| You sell your soul for the box |
| Lately I’m a savage I’ve been acting viscous |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted |
| You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted |
| I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches |
| They say this money got me acting different |
| Oh Lord |