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Jeremih Felton (born July 17, 1987), who performs under the mononym Jeremih ( /ˈdʒɛrɨmaɪ/), is an American recording artist and producer signed to Def Jam Recordings. Jeremih's debut single, "Birthday Sex" (which was also recorded in French), peaked at number four on the US Billboard Hot 100. His first and self-titled album, Jeremih, debuted at number six on the US Billboard 200, selling 59,000 copies in its first week. On September 28, 2010, he released his second album, All About You. more »

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Baby, take a ride on my spaceship
Blast off, see the stars, I could take you there
Tell them other bitches, hang it up
'Cause you never been the one to ride on coat tails
Not to mention how you all about your business
Ain't offended how you independent with it
Way too fly to be ever trippin'
We can go again, just need another minute
Ain't nobody ever do it like I do it
Best you ever had, wouldn't lie to ya
You my favorite drug to get high to
Every time I see you, we get right to it
Throw it at me, I'ma hit it out the park
Body language speakin', we ain't gotta talk
Strong in the hole, had to stand tall
What I'm sayin' is I got no problem takin' charge
Got the best hands in the whole game
Take it all down, got no shame
Nickname Gina, how she take pain
Ass so big, can barely maintain
Amazin' how your body's so amazin'
Don't know who to thank, God or your trainer
Watchin' as your bouncin' all up on my fingers
Screamin', thinkin' thank God we ain't got no neighbors, nah

Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors
Crib so big on acres
Thank God we ain't got neighbors
Thank God we ain't got neighbors
Thank God we ain't got neighbors

I got so much flame, we have so much space
I'm hella independent, got so much to prove
I'm tired of bein' the boss, so tell me what to do
Pressed up on the wall, I'm waiting on your move
Call me Damita Jo, this shit is all for you
You know what I want and I know that it's you
I ain't worried bout shit, we gon' do what we do
We can't keep it a hush when we stay doin' us
We be cuttin' up
I got you addicted, I know that you wit' it
I love when we playin', you love that I'm thick
And I got you all laid out
This shit never blaze out, so t-t-turn it up
Amazin' how your body's so amazin'
Don't know who to thank, God or ya trainer
Watchin' as I'm bouncin' all up on ya
Screamin', thinkin' thank God we ain't go no neighbors nah (oh)
No neighbors

Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah) (ayy, yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors
Crib so big on acres
Thank God we ain't got neighbors (yeah)
Thank God we ain't got neighbors
Thank God we ain't got neighbors (ah, yeah)

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