Don't Know How To Act
[Intro: Yung Joc]Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
[Chorus 1: Yung Joc]I'm in the clubKush got it burning upI'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furnitureI'm in the club, DJ gon' turn it upGot a flock of models and we fucking up their furniture
[Chorus 2: Yung Joc]All my niggaz gettin moneyDon't know how to act [x3]Dirty goons and we stuntinDon't know how to act [x3]Got a whole lotta ODon't know how to act [x3]Yeah my pockets on swollDon't know how to act [x3]
[Flo Rida]Hey, wipin' my pumps, poppin' that Dom, pardon melangeshow stoppin', no flockin', I'm about to performWife beater on, VIP, like the eye of the stormI'm project, I'm ghetto, hood, better ring the alarmCold flu, cause I just blew 30 off cashBlue with my swag, that's that Gucci duffle bagGoops coming through I got sparklers on the magFlo Rida act a fool, have a furniture attackWell cause I'm young gettin' money, homeboy in Phantoms and Lac'sI'm in the club with my King Johnny's them diamonds is blackShorty she lovin' my tattoos ingrained on my backMuggin' and thuggin' the trap crew we step like Da BratMarried the rubberbands, hustlin', hustlin'Got a squad gutter man, so we musclin', musclin'Security guard, touch the clan, then we, tusslin', tusslin'Tear apart, hit the fan, now they runnin' and duckin'
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[Flo Rida]Hey, 20 bottles or betterI'm comin' in the club and I'm standin' on ya on the tootise leatherI gotta be fly, Kid Rock-in that derby with the featherThat good in the sky, got the kush from Cali control the weatherSo hood, so hot, so what? Security wanna ban my recordSome fools on this ?? open up on the Oprah Winfrey show is no pressureMy crew full of dubs and we stunt like dollaz come with propellarsEverybody gotta grub in my pockets, gettin' paper is pleasureHomie don't you f'n with heffers that square me up like checkersAnd I might undress her all just because my diamonds caress herMeet uncle fester, ballin', my shawties they hot as peppersDon't know how to act I got stack full of mice looking for cheddarDown for whatever, hey!I'm a donut nigga like glazedOn a couch like this my stageGet money, don't get a nigga paid in Dade...They probably see minimum wageMy deal is Ace of Spades, but I still like grape Kool-aidI ain't really got minutes, I party just like hooray!
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