Shawty my type tonight,
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you know I'm kind of picky!
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She saying 'I love New York!'
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I'm saying 'welcome to my city!'
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Corporate type, I'm finna strip her to her Vicky's
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She about her business,
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Why you think she fucking with me?
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I could smoke to the rhythm,
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See, I'm really not a dancer
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G-Unit plus Jeremih equal summertime anthem
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It's hot now, time to put the top down
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I'm here, girl!
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I'm coming around your block now
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Hook:
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Rhythm is a dancer,
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I need a companion
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Girl, I guess that must be you!
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(That's you, girl!)
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Body like the summer
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Fucking like no other
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Don't you tell 'em what we do!
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Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em!
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You don't even, don't tell 'em
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You don't even, you don't even gotta tell 'em
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Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em
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You don't even
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Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em
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You you don't even
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Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em
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Know you say you down with it
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Won't tell 'em how you hit the ground with it
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Girl, you know I'm from Chicago,
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I act a fool, Bobby Brown with it!
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In it, nobody take me out, though
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You got gifts, bring 'em down the South Pole.
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Marathon doll, I'm putting miles
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Don't you worry 'bout it, might gonna work it out!
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Only is you got me feeling like this
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Oh why, why, why, why
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Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
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That's right, right, right, right, right
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Hook:
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Rhythm is a dancer,
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I need a companion
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Girl, I guess that must be you!
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(That's you, girl!)
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Body like the summer
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Fucking like no other
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Don't you tell 'em what we do!
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Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em!
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Don't tell 'em I be around this bitch
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Got you doing all kinds of freaky shit, making flicks
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(Don't tell 'em!)
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Don't tell 'em I be in your front door
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Then I'm in your backdoor on all fours.
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Don't tell 'em cause a nigga would be heartbroken
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Chest out, stressed out, nigga start smoking.
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I ain't tripping, I am chillin', I ain't illing
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I ain't thinking about no nigga in his feelings
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They gon' try to break us up, don't let 'em
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Half of these hoes never rode in a Phantom
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We be doing the thing, girl, hope you don't change, girl
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Maybe one day I might get you and my main girl
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Tequila shots, got her taking off her top
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Make that ass pop, I'mma drink this bottle to the last drop
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(You know!)
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I got bands, baby, dance like a mascot
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You can hit me up, I done moved from the last spot
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Hook:
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Rhythm is a dancer,
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I need a companion
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Girl, I guess that must be you!
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(That's you, girl!)
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Body like the summer
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Fucking like no other
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Don't you tell 'em what we do!
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Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em!
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Don't tell your baby father shit
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He worried about getting lit
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Them other women can't outclass you
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Celine bag with the tassels
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Pretty face and she got some ass, too.
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High heels, pills and potions
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Wrists carsier, get the dutchess, we smoking!
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I'm a starver for my Southside chicks
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But please don't run your lips about no side nigga dick!
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Money too long, it don't matter, but it measures
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You ain't in my good look, we just look better
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Gotta keep it on the low though, don't tell 'em (shh!)
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He ain't cuffing you like a convicted felon
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Said she wanna groove back like Stella
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No one could do it better, K. I double letter
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She beautiful, she bella,
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Homie, don't sweat her, let her
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She was like that when you met her
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RG, Goodfellas,
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Let's go!
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(Don't tell 'em)
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You don't really care right?
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Say it like you mean it
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Later on your sneaking,
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Behavior going indecent
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No holding back, ain't got no reason
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Middle of the summer and I'm out here freezing
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Please, and all of the above!
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Girl, don't tell that nigga nothing,
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Play it cool!
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He accusing you, just say it wasn't
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Another fool!
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New clues, I leave your nose,
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Dimes need every one of those
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Hundred rolls, holding your heart,
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I play my part!
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Hook:
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Rhythm is a dancer,
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I need a companion
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Girl, I guess that must be you!
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(That's you, girl!)
|
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
|
You don't even, you don't even gotta tell 'em
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Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em
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You don't even
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Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em
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You you don't even
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Don't you tell 'em, don't you tell 'em
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Don't Tell 'Em (Remix)
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| G-Unit |
