T.I. - Don't tell em lyrics

(Intro) Hustle Gang, n***a, hood richin' Hustle Gang ova errthang (Verse: T.I.) Got a man, he gon' do it befo you do it Ya amateur, just a man and ya wanna get to it It's jibberless and I just wanna get to it, man I tried, told her bring a friend or I ain't wanna do it Hop a thot, spread out, aye there partner, show me where the head at And a home girl a squirter, switch the bed ap And I made her dammit, dat the one ya care bout?! Huh, anyway, meet the grand off with gummy pants I got ya b**h all on me, I don't even wanna ask Prolly ask her where the cow, where she goin'? I tell 'em f** her, he ain't hard and he knows it Aye, man I swear this a heart when she blow it She a who*e, she be goin', out the door when she throw it Like the cars she be goin' off, and like she wanna see How far she can go down And it ain't far till she yellin' out ‘oh Lord, will ya take it out?' They the ones that wanna see me take it out Bunch of bad b**hes all around my whereabouts Then who ya man is I don't care about If she got an a** on her, I'mma wear it out This one thang she will neva do Anything but what I tell her to Aye, and here's one thing that I tell her Please, when you and him speak, don't speak on me (Hook) Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl I guess that must be you (I know ya want it, I can see ya want it too) Body like the summer, f**in' like no otha (Aye, aye, I will) Don't ya tell em what we do (haha, haha, don't tell that) Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye ain't even Don't tell 'em, ye ain't even gotta tell 'em Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye n' me Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye n' me Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em! (Verse 2: Jeremih) Know ya say ya down wid it Won't tell 'em how you hit the ground wid it Girl ya know I'm from Chicago I act a fool, Bobby Brown wid it (in it) Nobody take me out though Ya got gifts bring em down the South Pole Marathon doll gon putting miles Don't you worry about it might gon work it out Only is you got me feeling like this oh why, why, why, why! Luvin while grabbing the rhythm of yo hips That's right, right, right, right, right! (Hook) Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl I guess that must be you (Girl, know ya checkin' fo me, ya see I'm checkin' fo you) Body like the summer, f**in' like no otha (Aye, aye, are we on?) Don't ya tell em what we do (haha, haha, ya bet) Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye ain't even Don't tell 'em, ye ain't even gotta tell 'em Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye n' me Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye n' me Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em! (Verse 3: Jeremih) Deli fool, fool wid it But ya know I know what to do wid it I get it that girl I'm talkin laps Ya said you got to pull wid it And she say she with yo best friends Then let me beat it down and Ya know ya feeling it now, so press play Just keep that a** windin' Only wit you got it feel like this Oh why, why, why, why, why! Lovin' and grabbin' the rhythm of yo hips! (Hook) Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl I guess that must be you (Girl, know ya checkin' fo me, ya see I'm checkin' fo you) Body like the summer, f**in' like no otha (Aye, aye, are we on?) Don't ya tell em what we do (haha, haha, ya bet) Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye ain't even Don't tell 'em, ye ain't even gotta tell 'em Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye n' me Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em, ye n' me Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em!