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      Don't know how to act

      Don't know how to act

      Flo Rida

      Album: Mail On Sunday

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      Flo Rida - Don't know how to act Música y Letra

      [Intro: Yung Joc] 
      Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce 
      [Chorus 1: Yung Joc] 
      I'm in the club 
      Kush got it burning up 
      I'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furniture 
      I'm in the club, DJ gon' turn it up 
      Got a flock of models and we fucking up their furniture 
      [Chorus 2: Yung Joc] 
      All my niggaz gettin money 
      Don't know how to act [x3] 
      Dirty goons and we stuntin 
      Don't know how to act [x3] 
      Got a whole lotta O 
      Don't know how to act [x3] 
      Yeah my pockets on swoll 
      Don't know how to act [x3] 
      [Flo Rida] 
      Hey, wipin' my pumps, poppin' that Dom, pardon melange 
      show stoppin', no flockin', I'm about to perform 
      Wife beater on, VIP, like the eye of the storm 
      I'm project, I'm ghetto, hood, better ring the alarm 
      Cold flu, cause I just blew 30 off cash 
      Blue with my swag, that's that Gucci duffle bag 
      Goops coming through I got sparklers on the mag 
      Flo Rida act a fool, have a furniture attack 
      Well cause I'm young gettin' money, homeboy in Phantoms and Lac's 
      I'm in the club with my King Johnny's them diamonds is black 
      Shorty she lovin' my tattoos ingrained on my back 
      Muggin' and thuggin' the trap crew we step like Da Brat 
      Married 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' 
      [Chorus 1 + 2] 
      [Flo Rida] 
      Hey, 20 bottles or better 
      I'm comin' in the club and I'm standin' on ya on the tootise leather 
      I gotta be fly, Kid Rock-in that derby with the feather 
      That good in the sky, got the kush from Cali control the weather 
      So hood, so hot, so what? Security wanna ban my record 
      Some fools on this ?? open up on the Oprah Winfrey show is no pressure 
      My crew full of dubs and we stunt like dollaz come with propellars
      Everybody gotta grub in my pockets, gettin' paper is pleasure 
      Homie don't you f'n with heffers that square me up like checkers 
      And I might undress her all just because my diamonds caress her 
      Meet uncle fester, ballin', my shawties they hot as peppers 
      Don't know how to act I got stack full of mice looking for cheddar 
      Down for whatever, hey! 
      I'm a donut nigga like glazed 
      On a couch like this my stage 
      Get money, don't get a nigga paid in Dade... 
      They probably see minimum wage 
      My deal is Ace of Spades, but I still like grape Kool-aid 
      I ain't really got minutes, I party just like hooray! 
      [Chorus 1 + 2] 
      [Chorus 1]

      Flo Rida - Don't know how to act Música y Letra





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