Don't Know How to Act (feat. Yung Joc)

I'm in the club
 Kush got it burnin' up
 I'm poppin' bottles 'n
 I'm fuckin' up the furniture
 I'm in the club
 DJ gon turn it up
 Got a flock of models
 'N we fuckin' up the furniture
 All my niggas gettin' money
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 30 dudes 'n we stuntin'
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 Got a whole lotta hoes
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 Yeah, my pockets all swollen
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 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'
 I'm in the club
 Kush got it burnin' up
 I'm poppin' bottles 'n
 I'm fuckin' up the furniture
 I'm in the club
 DJ gon turn it up
 Got a flock of models
 'N we fuckin' up the furniture
 All my niggas gettin' money
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 30 dudes 'n we stuntin'
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 Got a whole lotta hoes
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 Yeah, my pockets all swollen
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 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 propellers
 Everybody gotta grub in my pockets, gettin' paper is pleasure
 Homie don't you f'n with heifers 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!
 I'm in the club
 Kush got it burnin' up
 I'm poppin' bottles 'n
 I'm fuckin' up the furniture
 I'm in the club
 DJ gon turn it up
 Got a flock of models
 'N we fuckin' up the furniture
 All my niggas gettin' money
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 30 dudes 'n we stuntin'
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 Got a whole lotta hoes
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 Yeah, my pockets all swollen
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 (Don't know how to act)
 I'm in the club
 Kush got it burnin' up
 I'm poppin' bottles 'n
 I'm fuckin' up the furniture
 I'm in the club
 DJ gon turn it up
 Got a flock of models
 'N we fuckin' up the furniture