Don't Know How To Act Lyrics - Flo Rida



1 Intro: Yung Joc)

2 Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce


3 (Chorus 1: Yung Joc)

4 I'm in the club

5 Kush got it burning up

6 I'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furniture

7 I'm in the club, DJ gon' turn it up

8 Got a flock of models and we fucking up their furniture


9 (Chorus 2: Yung Joc)

10 All my niggaz gettin money

11 Don't know how to act (x3)

12 Dirty goons and we stuntin

13 Don't know how to act (x3)

14 Got a whole lotta O

15 Don't know how to act (x3)

16 Yeah my pockets on swoll

17 Don't know how to act (x3)


18 (Flo Rida)

19 Hey, wipin' my pumps, poppin' that Dom, pardon melange

20 show stoppin', no flockin', I'm about to perform

21 Wife beater on, VIP, like the eye of the storm

22 I'm project, I'm ghetto, hood, better ring the alarm

23 Cold flu, cause I just blew 30 off cash

24 Blue with my swag, that's that Gucci duffle bag

25 Goops coming through I got sparklers on the mag

26 Flo Rida act a fool, have a furniture attack

27 Well cause I'm young gettin' money, homeboy in Phantoms and Lac's

28 I'm in the club with my King Johnny's them diamonds is black

29 Shorty she lovin' my tattoos ingrained on my back

30 Muggin' and thuggin' the trap crew we step like Da Brat

31 Married the rubberbands, hustlin', hustlin'

32 Got a squad gutter man, so we musclin', musclin'

33 Security guard, touch the clan, then we, tusslin', tusslin'

34 Tear apart, hit the fan, now they runnin' and duckin'


35 (Chorus 1 + 2)


36 (Flo Rida)

37 Hey, 20 bottles or better

38 I'm comin' in the club and I'm standin' on ya on the tootise leather

39 I gotta be fly, Kid Rock-in that derby with the feather

40 That good in the sky, got the kush from Cali control the weather

41 So hood, so hot, so what? Security wanna ban my record

42 Some fools on this ?? open up on the Oprah Winfrey show is no pressure

43 My crew full of dubs and we stunt like dollaz come with propellars

44 Everybody gotta grub in my pockets, gettin' paper is pleasure

45 Homie don't you f'n with heffers that square me up like checkers

46 And I might undress her all just because my diamonds caress her

47 Meet uncle fester, ballin', my shawties they hot as peppers

48 Don't know how to act I got stack full of mice looking for cheddar

49 Down for whatever, hey!

50 I'm a donut nigga like glazed

51 On a couch like this my stage

52 Get money, don't get a nigga paid in Dade...

53 They probably see minimum wage

54 My deal is Ace of Spades, but I still like grape Kool-aid

55 I ain't really got minutes, I party just like hooray!


56 (Chorus 1 + 2)


57 (Chorus 1)



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