Jeremih - Don't Tell 'Em (Remix) ft. Rick Ross lyrics
rate meFt. Rick Ross
(Hook)
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin' like no otha
Don’t ya tell em what we do
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye ain't even
Don’t tell 'em, ye ain't even gotta tell 'em
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye n' me
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye n' me
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em!
(Verse: Rick Ross)
Pull up 2 the spot, I see she blowin' thick smoke
Steppin' out of wide body and she thick woah
You've been misrepresented if ya fufu
If yo man fake, that goes fo' ya 2
I'm on a beach, YT in my Cuban link
We at the table, bottles comin' like I hit a brink
Ass fat, night whack, lemme see it wiggle
Smoke loud fo' the pound, now they hit a nickle
Speed boat, dope boy, call gable flu
Ya of 'em, one of 'em, still a criminal
I'm in the back, know ya see me, ye ain't gotta front
Red and black Rolex, this a 1 of 1
Hood Billionaire, damn right, the biggest 1
Stalley dropped his double and we get it done
Fast money, hot boy, shit we run it run it
Take 1, on the table toss a couple hunid
(Verse 2: Jeremih)
Deli fool, fool wid it
But ya know I know what to do wid it
I get it that girl I’m talkin' laps
As if you got to pull wid it
As if you ain't wit yo best friends
Then let me beat it down and
Ya know ya feeling it now, so press play
Just keep that ass rewindin'
Only is you got it feel like this
Oh why, why, why, why, why!
Lovin' and grabbin' the rhythm of yo hips!
(Hook)
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin' like no otha
Don’t ya tell em what we do
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye ain't even
Don’t tell 'em, ye ain't even gotta tell 'em
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye n' me
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye n' me
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em!
(Verse 3: YG)
Nine three four eight six one six
I got a missed call from your bitch
She been plottin' on me for ?
She wanna suck my dick, can't afford it
I like her in the shower when it's winterfresh
That's sum' Twitter pussy I met on the internet
On my late night thirsty
Cuz it was late night and I was thirsty
Girl I’ve been to that county, girl, I ain’t tell it
Hand cuffed to that bed, girl, it ain’t no belly
I keep a stack of 100s like I can keep a secret
If anything, you was explorin', you wasn't cheatin'
She got my number stored under fake names
A nigga is faithful but he run to play
Hold up so tell me how it’s pow up
Don’t make it for, so making the hula
(Hook)
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin' like no otha
Don’t ya tell em what we do
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye ain't even
Don’t tell 'em, ye ain't even gotta tell 'em
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye n' me
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em, ye n' me
Don’t tell 'em, don’t tell 'em!
