Justin Timberlake - Suit & Tie Songtext
von Go Yama

Oh-oh
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, check it
I be on my suit and tie, shit tied, shit
Let me show you a few things
Let me show you a few things

Wait a minute
You ready, JT?

I can't wait ′til I get you on the floor, good-lookin'
Going hot, so hot, just like an oven
And ow, burned myself, but just had to touch it
And it's so fine, and it′s all mine

Hey baby, we don′t mind all the watchin', high
′Cause if they study close, real close, they might learn somethin'
She ain′t nothin' but a little doozy when she does it
She′s so fire tonight


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 (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 (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, hey

Stop, let me get a good look at it
Ooh, so thick, now I know why they call it a fatty
And ow, shit so sick got a hit and picked up a habit
That's alright, ′cause you're all mine

Oh, 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 thriller, yeah, you're a classic
And you're all mine tonight


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 (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 (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, hey

Get out your seat, Hov

Uh, all black at the white shows
White shoes at the black shows
Green card for the Cuban links
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 restaurant with my rant disturbing the guests

Years of distress, tears on the dress
Try to hide her face with some makeup sex, uh
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′ll show you how to do this young, uh

No papers, catch vapors
Get high, out Vegas
D'ussés on doubles, ain't looking for trouble
You just got good genes so a nigga tryna 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, uh

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 (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 (show you a few things)

Let me show you a few things (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)
Show you a few things about love, hey
Oh

No, no, no, no
Yeah
Ooh-ooh, oh
Hey-hey-hey
Swing-swinging don′t matter, babe
Swinging don't matter, babe, oh
Yeah, yeah