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Justin Timberlake

[Intro: Justin Timberlake]
I be on my suit and tie, shit tied shit tied
I be on my suit and tie, shit tied shit
Can I show you a few things?
A few things, a few things, little baby cause
I be on my suit and tie, shit tied shit
I be on my suit and tie, shit tied shit
Let me show you a few things
Let me show you a few things

[Timbaland]
Wait a minute. You ready, JT?

[Verse 1: Justin Timberlake]
I can’t wait ’til I get you on the floor, good looking
Going out so hot, just like an oven
And aww, burned myself I just had to touch it
But it’s so fire, and it’s all mine
Hey baby, and we don’t mind all the watchin’
Cause if they study close, real close
They might learn somethin’
She ain’t nothing but a little doozy when she does it
She’s so fire, tonight

[Chorus:]
And as long as I’ve got my suit and tie
I’ma leave it all on the floor tonight
And you got fixed up to the nines
Let me show you a few things
All pressed up in black and white
And you’re dressed in that dress I like
Love is swinging in the air tonight
Let me show you a few things
Let me show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
Now we’re in the swing of love
Let me show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
Heyy

[Verse 2: Justin Timberlake]
Stop, let me get a good look at it
Oooh so thick, now I know why they call it a fatty
Ad awww, shit’s so sick got a hit and picked up a habit
But that’s alright, cause you’re all mine
Aww, go on and show ’em who you call daddy
I guess they’re just mad cause girl, they wish they had it
Ooh, my killer, my filler, yeah you’re a classic
And you’re all mine tonight

[Chorus:]
And as long as I’ve got my suit and tie
I’ma leave it all on the floor tonight
And you got fixed up to the nines
Let me show you a few things
All pressed up in black and white
And you’re dressed in that dress I like
Love is swinging in the air tonight
Let me show you a few things
Let me show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
Now we’re in the swing of love
Let me show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
Heyy

Get out ya seat, hov

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
All black at the white shows
White shoes at the black shows
Green card for the Cuban linx
Y’all sit back and enjoy the light show
Nothing exceeds like excess
Stoute got gout from having the best of the best
Is this what it’s all about?
I’m at the rest, rest..aurant
My rent disturbing the guests
Years of distress, tears on the dress
Try to hide her face with some make-up sex
This is truffle season
Tom Ford tuxedos for no reason
All saints for my angel
Alexander Wang too
Ass tight Denim and some Dunks
I show you how to do this young!
No papers, catch favors
Get high, out Vegas
Dusses on doubles, ain’t looking for trouble
You just got good genes so a nigga trying to cuff you
Tell your mother that I love her cause I love you
Tell your father we go farther as a couple
They ain’t lose a daughter, got a son
I show you how to do this, huh!

[Chorus:]
As long as I’ve got my suit and tie
I’ma leave it all on the floor tonight
And you got fixed up to the nines
Let me show you a few things
All pressed up in black and white
And you’re dressed in that dress I like
Love is swinging in the air tonight
Let me show you a few things
Let me show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
Love-love
Let me show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
Heyy, aww