Don't Tell 'Em (Remix) (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & French Montana)

[Ty Dolla $ign]

(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 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

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

[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

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

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion

Girl I guess that must be you

Body like the summer, fucking like no other

Don't you tell 'em what we do

Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, you don't even

Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em

You don't even, you don't even gotta tell 'em

Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em

You ain't even, don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em

You ain't even, you ain't gotta tell 'em

Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em

[French Montana]

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!)

[Jeremih]

Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion

Girl I guess that must be you

Body like the summer, fucking like no other

Don't you tell 'em what we do

Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, you don't even

Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em

You don't even, you don't even gotta tell 'em

Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em

You ain't even, don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em

You ain't even, you ain't gotta tell 'em

Don't you tell 'em, don't you 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 that, oh

Just keep the rhythm like that, yeah, yeah, yeah

Put it on me baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know you like that, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know I want it baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh