don't you tell 'em what we do
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
know you say you down with it
won't tell 'em how you hit the ground with it
you know i'm from chicago
i act a fool bobby brown with 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
loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
don't you tell 'em what we do
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
but you know i know what to do with it
as if you got to pool 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
loving while grabbing the rhythm your hips
don't you tell 'em what we do
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
i gotta missed call from your bitch
she been plotting on me for a cool minute
it's that twitter pussy i met on the internet
'cause it was late-night and i was thirsty
i been to that county girl
i keep a stack of hundreds like i keep a secret
if anything you were just exploring
she got my number stored under fake names
her nigga think she faithful
so take me out these polos
and we can fuck from uno to ocho
only it's you got me feeling like this
loving while grabbing the rhythm of your hips
don't you tell 'em what we do
you ain't even gotta tell 'em
you ain't even gotta tell 'em