[Intro — DJ Mustard:]
Mustard on the beat, ho!

[Hook — Jeremih:]
Rhythm is a dancer, I need [bad word] Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, [bad word] 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 you tell 'em
Don't you tell 'em
You ain't even
Don't you tell 'em
Don't you 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 tho
You got gifts bring em down 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 [bad word] Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, [bad word] like no other
Don't you tell 'em what we do

[Verse 2 — Jeremih:]
Dely fool, fool with it
But you know I know what to do with it
I get it that girl I'm talking laps
It's if you got to pull with it
And she say she with your best friend
Then let me be your diamond
You know you feeling now your boy press play
Just keep that [bad word] re-winding

Only it's you got me feeling like this
Ooh why, 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 [bad word] Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, [bad word] like no other
Don't you tell 'em what we do

[Verse 2 — YG:]
Throw it up 9-3-4, 8-6-1-6
I gotta missed call from your [bad word] She been plotting on me for a cool minute
She wanna' suck my [bad word]  and I'm cool with it
I like girls in the shower, when it's wet and fresh
It's that twitter [bad word] 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 belly
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 [bad word] think she faithful, but [bad word] game
YOLO, so take me out these Polos
And we can [bad word] 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 [bad word] Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, [bad word] like no other
Don't you tell 'em what we do