(Dolla, $ign) on the beat, ho
[Verse 1: Ty $ign] When song come on do the ratchet No cuffin' here puff puff it Ay, you I'm from L.A Stay ready we ain't get ready no Uh, face and a big butt her toot it then I boot it like the World Cup She it bua, buaka, bua-bua She let me hit it pah-pah
Only is you got me like this Oh why, why, why, why, Loving while grabbing the of your hips right, right, right, right, right
[Hook: is a dancer, I need a companion Girl I guess that be you Body like the summer, you like no other you tell 'em what we do Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, you ain't Don't tell 'em, don't 'em You ain't even, you ain't gotta tell 'em Don't 'em, don't tell 'em You ain't even, don't 'em, don't tell 'em You ain't even, you ain't even even gotta 'em Don't tell 'em, tell 'em
2: Jeremih] Know you say you with it tell 'em how you hit the ground with it Girl you know I'm Chicago I act a fool, Bobby Brown it (in it) take me out though You got gifts 'em down the South Pole Marathon doll, I'm miles you worry about it, I can work it out
Only is you got me feeling like Oh why, why, why, why, Loving while the rhythm of your hips That's right, right, right, right,
[Verse 3: French Shawty the back, met her in the A Hit it at the 'tel, hit it where I stay, hah You know I act the fool, Brown with it Got her leg shaking, James with it Drop it to the ground it Heard the whole hit it Hit it then I pass it to my man, D. Brown it rich niggas, uptown Keep her close, we snipe, duck And you already Pull up in the big ... y'all act like you Don't tell 'em, don't 'em You even gotta tell 'em We ain't kissin', we ain't Money to the ceiling, hah (Montana!)
Don't 'em, don't tell 'em no Right, right, right, right, right, right, tell 'em, don't tell 'em no Why, why, why, why you do that, oh keep the rhythm like that, yeah, yeah, yeah Put it on me baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, You know you that, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You know I want it baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, Oh, oh...