Testo Act Like That - A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Testo della canzone Act Like That (A Boogie wit da Hoodie), tratta dall'album Artist 2.0 (Deluxe)
Fuckin' 'round with the wrong bitch, now my heart itch
Now I never wanna be sober (yeah)
And it's only 'cause your ass so fat
From the front, you know what's back there
And I ain't tryna be fallin' in love
Yeah, you don't even love me enough
Yeah, why you gotta act like that? Act all that
And it's only 'cause your ass so fat
From the front, you know what's back there
And I ain't tryna be fallin' in love, you don't even love me enough
We just finished breakin' up, shh-uh
Nigga, I was dead broke (broke)
But that was back around the time I was tryna get signed
They was callin' me DeJ Loaf (Loaf)
Niggas that I be around, they don't play around
They'll cut your whole face off (face off)
These days, gotta play it too safe, niggas be two-faced
You a real joker (yeah, yeah)
Drive by in a Range Rover, fuck around and paint your whole face
And I ain't jokin'
Fuckin' 'round with the wrong bitch, now my heart itch
Now I never wanna be sober (yeah)
I ain't even gon' lie, I was feelin' so down, I was even drinkin' pink soda
These days, gotta play it too safe, I don't even wanna let a bitch sleepover
Look, I already know that she ain't good for me
But, fuck it, I'ma keep goin', yeah, I'ma keep goin', look
Why you gotta act like that? You act all that, girl
And it's only 'cause your ass so fat
From the front, you know what's back there
And I ain't tryna be fallin' in love
You don't even love me enough
We just finished breakin' up
Next week, end up makin' up
You must think I'm crazy, huh?
Callin' my phone, keep hangin' up
I don't even play with her
I'll leave her a lil' shaken up
Why you gotta act like that?
Just keep it real (yeah), just say how you feel, yeah
Why you gotta act like that? Yeah
I'm the reason why your ass is fat
I paid a bag for that, yeah
I ain't wanna fall in love wit' it
I admit it, I ain't never wanna fuck wit' it
Tellin' me a lotta lies, that was wrong of you (wrong)
You was tellin' me I'm chillin' with the wrong niggas, huh?
Fuck that, I'ma ride with my niggas
If the opps slide, I'ma spin blocks for my niggas, huh
She ain't never met a fly ass nigga like me
She ain't never met a Highbridge nigga, nah
Baby, you ain't never fucked with a thug
So what's up? I'll make you fall in love wit' it, yeah
Make you fall right in love wit' it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Make you fall right in love wit' it, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I keep a gun in the glove
But it's tough 'cause she hold it whenever I'm done wit' it, yeah, yeah
But I'm not done wit' it, yeah, yeah
I'll tell you when I'm done wit' it, yeah, yeah
Act all that, girl, and it's only 'cause your ass so fat
From the front, you know what's back there
And I ain't tryna be fallin' in love
You don't even love me enough
We just finished breakin' up
Next week, end up makin' up
Yeah, why you gotta act like that? Yeah
Just keep it real, yeah, just say how you feel, yeah
Why you gotta act like that? Yeah
I'm the reason why your ass is fat, yeah
I paid that bag for that
Credits
Writer(s): Eric D. Dawkins, Harvey Jay Mason, Damon E. Thomas, Tyrese Darnell Gibson, Steven Christopher Winans
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