Don’t Tell ’Em (ULTRAMIX) Jeremih (Ft. French Montana, Migos, Ty Dolla $ign & YG)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
(Dolla, Dolla $ign)
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
When this song come on do the ratchet
No cuffin’ here puff puff pass it
Ay, you know I’m from L.A
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

[Pre-Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
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

[Hook: Jeremih]
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