| Yeah, turn the lights on
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| Yeah, turn the lights on
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| Yeah, turn the lights on
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| Turn the lights on
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoes be actin' up
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| And these nigggas be lettin' ‘em
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| I crushed them hoes, i never let them rose
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| And these niggas be sweatin' ‘em
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| Cause i run shit, like edgerrin
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| Or better yet, like rev and them
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| And on the bottom of my sneaks they red man
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| And i ain’t talkin' 'bout no damn meth and them
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| They louis voutton and i super grind
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| See these stones, they super shine
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| I pop the perc, i get super high
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| And i drill your bitch, root canal
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| I rock tom ford, conchords
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| And i shine on these dime whores
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| This bitch bought me a rolex
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| And i still ain’t got no time for her
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| These hoes be actin' up
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| These niggas be actin' tough
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| I’m in the phantom, i’m backin' up
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| And i’m bust down, but i’m strapped as f-ck
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| So hold your horses, polo horses
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| Aston martin, we roll in royces
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| Real niggas up in the building
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| Them hoes choose us, ain’t no more choices
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoes be actin' up
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| See, me, i don’t practice much
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| Gold albums from the word of mouth
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| Gold bottles in the back of us
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| These jones be broke as f-ck
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| Too uptight, they won’t open up
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| She got her arms folded and her?
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| I’m like, what the f-ck is she here fo?
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| These hoes be actin' up
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| These niggas keep wifin' up
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| Freeze homie, got me crackin' up
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| Never spent no more than a night with her
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| These hoes be a f-ckin', joe
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| They’ll never say a nigga didn’t warn you though
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| Cause you can hit my phone like four in the mornin'
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| And i be like, hah, told you so
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoes be actin' up
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| Big bread we rackin' up
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| Straight to the back, see you up
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| Cancel that bitch like, nino
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| Ratchet ass ho, don’t play with me
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| Want to kobe me, want to humphrey me
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| Want to michael me, russell me
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| Take me to the bank and tiger me
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| Now these hoes be actin' up
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| These clothes ten stacks and up
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| These cars 100 racks and up
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| These drums 100 rounds and up
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| Bitch, blow me, like a trumpet
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| Twenty thousand on it, hundreds
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| F-ck it, hundred, hundred, hundred
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| Hundred, hundred, hundred, ah!
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up
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| These hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| The hoe be actin up
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| And the niggas be livin up |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Actin Up, artist - French Montana. Album song Im a Motherfckin Coke Boy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп