City Girls Act Up Lyrics City Girls Genius Lyrics of new songs

lyrics of new songs

City Girls Act Up Lyrics City Girls Genius Lyrics of new songs…

[Intro]
(Earl on the beat)

[Verse 1: JT & Yung Miami]
Real ass bitch, give a fuck ’bout a nigga
Big Birkin bag, hold five, six figures
Stripes on my ass so he call this pussy Tigger
Fuckin’ on a scammin’ ass,

rich ass nigga
Same group of bitches, ain’t no adding to the picture
Drop a couple racks, watch this ass get bigger
Drinkin’ on liquor, and I’m lookin’ at your nigga
If his money right, he can eat it like a Snicker
I ain’t got time for you fake ass hoes
Talkin’ all loud in them fake ass clothes
Fake ass shoes match that fake ass gold
I’m the realest bitch ever to you snake ass hoes

 

[Verse 2: Yung Miami]
It’s Yung Miami, and I came to run my sack up (Yup)
Tired ass hoes on my page tryna track us (Ha)
Brand new chain, City Girls goin’ Platinum (Facts)
I keep a baby Glock, I ain’t fightin’ with no random, period

 

(Period)
You bitches weak, is you serious? (Haha)
I let him taste the pussy, now he actin’ all delirious (Ow)
Did the dash in the Rover like it’s Fast and Furious
She see my number in his phone, now you actin’ curious

(Bitch)
He gon’ buy me Gucci if I ask for it (Yup)
He a classy nigga rockin’ Tom Ford (Classy)
I bet your lil’ sister wanna look like me (Lil’ bitch)
I bet your lil’ brother wanna fuck on me
Hood bitch, good pussy, I ain’t average
Um, he can’t come around without that cabbage (Nah)
Um, pop a pussy bitch quick, like a bubblegum
I ain’t never worry, I just deal with it for fun

Original Lyrics

 

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