Jeremih - Don’t Tell ’Em (ULTRAMIX) lyrics

[Jeremih - Don’t Tell ’Em ULTRAMIX lyrics]

(Dolla, Dolla $ign) mustard on the beat, ho

When this song come on do the ratchet
No cuffin’ here puff puff pass it
Ay, you know I’m from LA
Stay ready we ain’t gotta get ready no
Uh, pretty face and a big butt
Told her toot it then I boot
It like the World Cup
She make it Wa, Waka Wa Waka
She let me hit it like pah pah
Only is you got me feeling like this
Oh why, why, why, why, why?
Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
That’s right, right, right, right, right

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuck you like no other
Don’t you tell ‘em what we do
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em you ain’t even
You ain’t even even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em

Know you say you down with it
Won’t tell ‘em how you hit the ground with it
Girl you know I’m from Chicago
I act a fool, Bobby Brown with it (in it)
Nobody take me out though
You got gifts bring ‘em down the South Pole
Marathon doll, I’m putting miles
Don’t you worry about it, I can work it out
Only is you got me feeling like this
Oh why, why, why, why, why?
Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
That’s right, right, right, right, right

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuck you like no other
Don’t you tell ‘em what we do
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em you ain’t even
You ain’t even even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em

Shawty from the back, met her in the A
Hit it at the ‘tel, never
Hit it where I stay, hah
You know I act the fool, Bobby Brown with it
Got her leg shaking, James Brown with it
Drop it to the ground with it
Heard the whole town hit it
Hit it then I pass it to my man
D brown with it young rich niggas, uptown
Keep her close, we snipe, duck down
And you already know
Pull up in the big ass yacht like no
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even gotta tell ‘em
We ain’t kissin’, we ain’t tellin’
Money stack to the ceiling, hah (Montana)
Only is you got me feeling like this
Oh why, why, why, why, why?
Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
That’s right, right, right, right, right

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuck you like no other
Don’t you tell ‘em what we do
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em you ain’t even
You ain’t even even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em

Don't tell 'em that I beat
It up like fight night
But she did tell me that you're
Small like a Mike & Ike
Too much information, baby
You ain't gotta tell me
But everybody know that she selfish
Pull up in Ferraris
My bitch rockin' Versace
They already know we fuckin'
You ain't gotta hide it
Nobody can find us, we coolin' on islands
You ain't gotta tell him that
I got you outta Follies
When I pulled up on her, you know she get in
She ain't know that I'm
Handsome and wealthy
House on a hill, got a mansion, come live
Just don't tell nobody how you got in

Beat it up, don't eat it up
Bentley Mulsanne I speed it up
Want you to travel around the globe with me
No Expedia
Rockin' a mink chinchilla, fox fur
Put in my interior
Smokin' hookah with Everclear
Takin' a trip to Delaware
Maison Margiela, I shop any weather
My girl wanna be a Giuseppe stepper
Peter Piper, he done piped the pepper
I'm Michael Phelps, won a gold medal
Hit it with the left then
Hit it with the right
Knockout just call me Mayweather
So many Benjamins on me
Might mistake me for a bank teller

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuck you like no other
Don’t you tell ‘em what we do
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em you ain’t even
You ain’t even even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em

I'm dabbin' in Maison Margielas
Don't tell 'em they might get jealous
Her forehead on my pelvis
I don't cuff 'em, i don't settle
You a champion, you deserve a gold medal
Ain't got time on my schedule
Gotta go get the cheddar
You ain't got time to be worried 'bout them
Kissin' all over you, rubbin' your hip
I got the Tiffany diamonds all up in your ear
Smackin' your booty while I'm hittin'
It from the rear smackin' a secret
Your pussy be drippin' in liquid
I did a show I cannot leave it
Fuck her and then I delete it
Victoria, she keepin' a secret
Don't tell 'em that, no
My diamonds, they cold, anemic
And I can't front, no
I'm finished, you know I need a

Body like the summer, fuck you like no other
Don’t you tell ‘em what we do
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em you ain’t even
You ain’t even even gotta tell ‘em
Don’t tell ‘em, don’t tell ‘em

9-3-4 8-6-1-6
I gotta missed call from your bitch
She been plottin' on me for a cool minute
She wanna' suck my dick
And I'm cool with it
I like girls in the shower
When it's winter fresh
It’s some Twitter pussy
I met on the Internet
On my late-night thirsty
‘cause it was late-night and I was thirsty
Girl, I been to that county girl
I ain't tellin' handcuff me to the bed
Girl it ain't no bailin'
I keep a stack of hundreds
I can keep a secret
If anything you was explorin'
You wasn’t cheating
She got my number stored under fake names
Her nigga think she faithful
But she runnin game, yOLO
So take me out these Polos
And we can fuck from Uno to Ocho

Only is you got me feeling like this
Oh why, why, why, why, why?
Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
That’s right, right, right, right, right

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin' like no other
(I keep it on the DL, and creep like TL
Just tell me them details, just hand me)
Don't you tell 'em what we do
Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em
You ain't even
Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em
You ain't even
You ain't even gotta tell 'em
Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em
You ain't even, don't tell 'em
Don't tell 'em you ain't even
You ain't even even gotta tell 'em
Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em (no)

Right, right, right, right, right, right
Right don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, no
Why, why, why, why would you do (oh)
Just keep the rhythm like that, that
(that, that)
Put in on like that, that (that, that)
I know you like that (that, that, that, that)
You know I want that (that, that, that, that)
Ohh oh ohh oh ohh oh ohh

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