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JEREMIH lyrics - Late Nights: The Album

Don't Tell Em

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[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, fucking like no other Don't you tell 'em what we do [Chorus - Jeremih:] 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 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 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:] Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl, I guess that must be you Body like the summer, fucking like no other Don't you tell 'em what we do [Chorus - Jeremih:] 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 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 tell 'em Don't tell 'em [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 down with 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:] Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl, I guess that must be you Body like the summer, fucking like no other Don't you tell 'em what we do [Chorus - Jeremih:] 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 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 tell 'em Don't tell 'em [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:] Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl, I guess that must be you Body like the summer, fucking like no other Don't you tell 'em what we do [Chorus - Jeremih:] 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 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 tell 'em Don't tell 'em

Been Stoned Kids

HAYSTAK
been stoned kids ten million strong and blowing were been stoned kids ten million strong FUCK purple syrup on my white tee im feeling nicely smoking on that light green im pilled out eating v's and ??? if i fall asleep i may never wake up Stak wake up the weed mans here well ima roll a blunt why dont you go get some beer gonna get inebriated guess its just became a habbit do this on a daily basis safe to say we have to have it blunt boxes roaches pill bottles all through the crib you can see that im no role model bottles in the trash can we dont be recycling its had to remember when your drunk and eating vicodin uhh but anyway thats another 16 god damnit warren b what did i do with that green he say we smoked it all i say we smoked it all well lemme give my folks a call chillen wheres the alcohol cauz (Chorus) I hate coming down touching the fucking ground guess im a junkie because i stay with some kind of buzz X2 One day im in houston and im trying to get blue my homie turned me on to some dj screw and that tussin ex down there they drink it like cris after a few sips i start feeling like this body feeling numb everythings gettin slow sounds like this musics playing in its original tempo tingling sensation talk about a killer feeling boy that syrups like a psychedlic penacillin sips turn to swallows and now im really gone you can see the lights a shining but it aint no body home i dozed off with a blunt in my hand woke up the next morning smoking man cauz (Chorus) I hate coming down touching the fucking ground guess im a junkie because i stay with some kind of buzz X2 demerol, morphine, nepadrine, codeine, gone on them hydrocodone im outa my body outa my mind outa my zone the porch lights on but i said nobody home pupils swollen heart rolling now im sinking in my whole shits tingling ooooo ??? feel like ahhh body feels like blah oh my god i feel like im 62 pounds and an ounce feet swinging from a cloud lookin down at the ground WOW xanex valums coladapins floating and i may never come down again nope higher than a hippy in a helicopter stak wont wake up somebody call a doctor man you better not touch that phone i feel good than a mother fucker leave me alone cauz (Chorus) I hate coming down touching the fucking ground guess im a junkie because i stay with some kind of buzz X2 ive got issues but then again who doesnt doesnt i woulda lost it long ago if i wasnt buzzing buzzin X2

A Different Party

JORDAN KNIGHT "Jordan Knight"
Oh, oh yeah, oh, oh God, hey I don't know The way that you want this to go Baby I'm so sick and tired of playing your games If you say the word I'll be there soon as it's heard Maybe I'm wasting my time working on you 1 - I'll do my best to show you That I'm the one to hold you Sometimes you make me lose my mind 2 - We can all go to a different party Dancing in the streets with some girls from Maui We can all rock at the DejaVu And you know how we do it I just want you to start shaking your body Times are gonna change Girl you know I'm naughty I know you know I'll go solo With so many lovers, so many offers To be all over, you ain't part of me You won't believe All of the tricks up my sleeve Baby you so hypnotize me with your eyes I can't control Long enough to let you know I'm getting old Wasting my time waiting on you Repeat 1 Repeat 2 3 - It's a different party, party Gotta shake your body, body It's a different party, party Cause you know I'm naughty It's a different party, party So shake your body, body It's a different party, party And that's how we do it, do it Jimmy Jam! Gotta get you in the groove girl Gotta get you in the mood Up now, now down Gotta get up, get up, get down Gotta get you in the groove girl Gotta get you in the mood Up now, now down Spinning around and around until we hit the ground Repeat 2 (2x)

Have You Seen Her

DONELL JONES "Where I Wanna Be"
Well, well, well, well, ooh whoa Check it out Sitting at the light she pulled up on my right Looking in the mirror making sure her shit was tight I know she felt me watching but was scared to look my way I know she wants to look, but I think I've got her shook Under pressure, don't know what to do She's got two cuties with her and I got my peoples too She put it in one, stepped on the gun and made a U Looked inside, gave me a smile, then she blew What am I gonna do? 1 - Tell me which way did she go Pretty young thing in a GS4 Love was so bangin' had me open from the door Tell me have you seen her She had a smile that I couldn't forget Shining brighter than the flawless piece around her neck The girl was so fine I just gotta make her mine Tell me have you seen her Have you seen her? It's been awhile now and I'm steady on the case Everyday I'm looking for her face Is like a dream to me and I gotta make it real Gotta let her know just how I feel Now there she goes again driving by I hit my horn, she throws her beams on high I put my joint in gear and I tried to give chase She disappears again without a trace Tell me have you seen her? Repeat 1 I gotta find her, where did you go, babe? Listen girl you seem to think you got away from me You got me looking for you in all these busy streets I must admit I got it bad for you It's just a little taste of all the things I'll do for you Repeat 1 till end

Home For The Holidays

J. COLE "Friday Night Lights"
Hey, this is the story of a young'n dreamin Left his city to see if he could be what he dreamin' Big city on his own shit But every now and then a nigga get home sick Pick up the phone, holla at my partner he telling em, be warned A lot of shit been changing the time you've been gone The streets got meaner, the hoes got growner And went and got baby's the day they got a diploma Damn, there'll be some niggas missing when you fly back If you black, they sending you to jail or to Iraq Old buddy that we hoop with, with a bad chick and a fly lac Anda gold chain, caught him on a merc, tryna buy crack Damn homie, shit, in high school you was the man homie Fuck happened to you, Used to beat niggas down at the buses after school Now you looking like a muthafucking fool [Chorus] Say I'll be home for the holidays So when you see me, better holla at me I gotta get up put this city 'fore it try to trap me I gotta leave, I wish I could stay But I'll be home for the holidays And to those that I used to know From way before, keep your head up Come lets get this bread up Girl, I gotta go, wish I could stay But I'm coming home for the holidays This is a story bout some puppy love But at the time boy, I was feeling like this must be love Although now I'm on my grown shit She mad as hell, a nigga still get home sick I was fresh up off a scholarship Dressed like a black man in college shit Got a little knowledge now I'm following the politics But I still gotta holla at my old chick So sweet, so thick, girl pick up your phone, it's me She said "we aint homies no more" You go to college and you act like you don't know me no more Girl, we got history semester seem so long The last time I seen ya baby you aint have no clothes on So if history repeats itself When I get home, girl its on, you aint gone need ya belt Or your pants or your drawers, then we hit the rewind Just don't give it up in the meantime [Chorus] Man I reminisce on them school days I know you know them act a fool days That missed the bus then hit the blunt and go to school blazed That trying to get laid so I gotta stay fly But a nigga had a shot you'd have thought thats where the bulls play Wished this freshman could used a little Kool-aid Crushing on them upper clansmen but it was tool late Buddy she was dating he had the freshest shoes But the nigga was graduated but he never made two a's Hey if you're listening we got in to school But who will pay our tuition man These niggas crazy One year cost about the same as a Mercedes (benz) Four years cost white crib and a baby Ay maybe this aint for me If only I could be Lebron with the strength to leave The worst part about growing up man the shit just aint for free Maybe I can be someone people pay to see And maybe I should move up outta here to the place to be To get from a to z ay what you think I'm crazy If I told you one day that Imma sign with jay-z And will I make it I guess we gotta wait and see [Chorus]

Miz

Allister "Dead Ends Girlfriends"
never cared if I was acting dumb never made me want to hide and run always took the time to ask what's wrong never made fun of my favorite song now i gotta be the one to leave guess it's better but I still don't see ain't it funny how it never turns out right but I would never cry for my freshmen girl now she's crazier than John D. drinking alchohal and smoking pot wants to know if it was day or night that's why i asked her if she feels alright now i gotta be the one to leave guess it's better but I still don't see ain't it funny how it never turns out right but I would never cry for my freshmen girl never cared if I was acting dumb never made me want to hide and run never took the time to ask what's wrong never made fun of my favorite song now i gotta be the one to leave guess it's better but I still don't see ain't it funny how it never turns out right but I would never cry for my freshmen girl

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