Diddy, City Girls & Fabolous – Act Bad Lyrics

Act Bad Lyrics by Diddy, City Girls & Fabolous

[Intro: Diddy & Fabolous]
Go back to when they walkin’ in the club
Play, yo, play that belly from the top (Woo)
Yeah, play belly from the top then I want you to go into the scene (Papiyerr)
Time to act bad

[Chorus: Diddy, Fabolous & Yung Miami]
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad (Ayy, what the fuck is up?)
If you look good, act bad
If you look good, act bad
If you look good, act bad
If you look good, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad (Act bad)
My “act bad” is activated (Let’s go, ayy, look)

[Verse 1: Fabolous, Diddy, Fabolous & Diddy]
Act bad (Act bad), I’m act badder (Yeah)
Send her to DR and it came back fatter (Ooh)
She keep it a hundred, gotta throw a stack at her (Yeah)
Heard she got a man, don’t none of that matter (Yeah)
Act bad (Act bad), act bad, act bad (Come on)
Lil’ bad bitch, all she do is act bad (All she do is act bad)
We don’t catch feelings, all we do is pack bags (Come on)
[Interlude: Diddy]
Diddy, how you fit a billi’ in a nap sack? (Voilá)

[Verse 2: Fabolous & Diddy]
DeLeon nights (No chill)
Ain’t none chillin’ but deli on ice (Deli on)
Belly on dye got that belly tone nice (No cap)
Come and ride this dick like a Peloton bike (Ayy)
She ain’t never slid (Huh?)
She a bone crusher (That’s right)
She like to dance slow, nigga, don’t rush her (That’s right)
I would fuck her raw, but I don’t trust her (That’s right)
If you ain’t got no money, nigga, don’t touch her (Yeah)

[Chorus: Diddy, Fabolous & Yung Miami]
Yeah, come on (Act bad, act bad)
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
If you look good, act bad
If you look good, act bad
If you look good, act bad (Attention, all City Girls)
If you look good, act bad (Attention, all City Girls)
Act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad (Act bad)
Yeah, come on, yo
Shorty, wop
[Verse 3: Yung Miami, JT & Diddy]
He wanna sponsor my act bad
Double R, black bag, Tom Ford, black tags
Walkin’ out Chanel with a black bag
Yeah, it’s givin’ body bag, listen up, scallywags (Yeah, come on)
I’ma give y’all act bad advice
When a broke ho talk, that’s bad advice (Bad advice)
And these niggas ain’t shit, act bad for life
They treat a good girl wrong and a bad one nice
So act bad
Never hustle backwards (Never)
Bitches can’t ball like me, they need practice (Come on)
Try to act bad like me, they bad actors (That’s right, JT)
Ain’t change the game like us, they not factors (Come on, listen)
This an act bad summer, this a pack bag summer
Twerkin’ on a WaveRunner (Ayy)
This a City Girls summer, you ain’t spendin’ no money
We ain’t savin’ your number, ayy (Ayy, let’s go)

[Chorus: Diddy, Fabolous & Yung Miami]
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad, act bad (I wanna see the movement, some)
If you look good, act bad
If you look good, act bad (Bad, act bad)
If you look good, act bad (Bein’ yourself)
If you look good, act bad (Get off or get off, or get off, or get off)
[Outro: Diddy, Fabolous & Yung Miami]
Let’s go, be free
Let’s act fuckin’ bad, act fuckin’ bad
Be as bad as you can be, motherfuckers
My “act bad” is activated (What?)
This bitch too funny, she talkin’ ’bout some, this that (Back and bad, real bad)
We ain’t savin’ your number, we ready to get to that pint
This a City Girls summer, you ain’t spendin’ no money (That’s why act fuckin’ bad, I swear to God)
We ain’t savin’ your number, ayy (Ayy)
Shh-shh-shh, boo-boo-boo-boo, boo-doo-doo-doo-doo, boo, boo