Z-ro - Act Like That lyrics

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Z-ro - Act Like That lyrics

[Chorus:] All I wanna know why you wanna act like that Cuz he ain't gonna hit it from the front like this, or hit it from the back like that A real G, that's what you want Think Ima wait on you to make up your mind? Bet I won't, Hell naw... All I wanna know why you wanna act like that Cuz he ain't gonna hit it from the front like this, or hit it from the back like that A real G, that's what you want Think Ima wait on you to feel me? The f** off my phone... I said don't go f**in with that crazy b**h, she will take you to war (I told ya) Ya didn't listen now she done knocked all the windows out your car (I told ya) But I ain't the one for that drama baby Protect yourself when you around my baby momma, baby Why you worried bout what them thots said? At the end of the night you in my bed Why you listenin to what them b**hes be sayin? You need to listen to what I said, I ain't tellin you nothin wrong, just tryna take you home Hit the mute bu*ton on that attitude woman, I know you want this bone (here it go) All I wanna do is spin ya, spin ya, run up in ya Then its straight to [?] we'll get some dinner Yeah I heard what you said about me,h, but I forgive ya Cuz when you be actin unplaya baby, I cant even hear ya... (say what) If I didn't give a damn about ya, you woulda got beat the f** up When I told you to stop callin my phone, when you want me to beat the p**y the f** up (for real) Don't get it twisted cuz I sing a little R&B I'll murder anybody if they go to war with me (Vandross) [Chorus] Why you always worried about Jus Brittany? Mad at her cuz she be makin me smile, but that don't mean she f** with me That's a bad b**h, but that's my sister I ain't never s**ed on her titty nipple You the one that been wettin my sheets, Never needed a life jacket to swim in your river I'm use to ya But I ain't got nothin to prove to ya If you leavin Ima pa** your shoes to ya I ain't trippin baby, leave you drippin baby Everyday, you know that's what I do to ya So unball your forehead there ain't no reason to be lookin like that Two deep on the beach no beef, just you and an OP Won't pay your rent (I ain't gonna do that sh**...) Won't buy your clothes (Hell nah I ain't gonna do that sh** either though...) Won't even cook your dinner boo (I can't cook anyway...) I'm just tryna go up under ya skirt, show me that work I's a playa B... [Chorus]

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