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Please Subscribe for more (its free so why not) and request a song and colour in the comments!!!! [Intro — DJ Mustard:] Mustard on the beat, ho! [Hook — Jeremih:] Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl, I guess that must be you Body like the summer, fuck it 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 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 even gotta tell 'em Don't tell 'em Don't tell 'em [Verse 1 — Jeremih:] 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 to the south pole Marathon doll gon' puttin' miles Don't you worry 'bout it might gon' work it out Only it's you got me feeling like this Oh why, why, why, why Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips That's right, right, right, right, right [Hook — Jeremih] [Verse 2 — Jeremih:] Dely full, full with it But you know I know what to do with it I get it at, girl, I'm talking laps As if you got to pull with it And since she ain't with your best friend Then let me be your diamond You know you feeling how your boy press play Just keep that ass re-winding Only it's you got me feeling like this Ooh why, why, why, why, why Loving while grabbing the rhythm your hips That's right, right, right, right, right [Hook — Jeremih] [Verse 3 — YG:] Throw it up 9-3-4, 8-6-1-6 I gotta missed call from your bitch She been plotting on me for a cool minute She wanna' suck my dick, and I'm cool with it I like her in the shower, when it's wet and fresh It's that 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 telling Handcuff me to the bed, girl, it ain't no bailing I keep a stack of hundreds like I keep a secret If anything you were just exploring, you wasn't cheating She got my number stored under fake names Her nigga think she faithful, but she running game YOLO, so take me out these Polos And we can fuck from Uno to Ocho [Bridge — Jeremih:] Only it's you got me feeling like this Oh why, why, why, why Loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips That's right, right, right, right, right [Hook — Jeremih]