- Kasbo Don't Tell Em (Kasbo Remix) 歌词
- Kasbo
- "Don't Tell Em"(Kasbo Remix)
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl, I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, touch 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 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
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
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
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
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl, I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, touch like no other
Don't you tell 'em what we do
Only it's you got me feeling like this
Only it's you got me feeling like this
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
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
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
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
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
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
by og
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