Suit & Tie lyrics

[Justin Timberlake]

I be on my suit and tie shit, tie shit, tie

I be on my suit and tie shit, tie 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, tie shit

I be on my suit and tie shit, tie shit

Let me show you a few things

Let me show you a few things

[Timbaland]

Wait a minute. You ready, JT?

[Justin Timberlake]

I can't wait til I get you on the floor, good-looking

Going out so hot, just like an oven

And I'll burn myself, but just had to touch it

It's so fly and it's all mine

Hey baby, we don't mind all the watching

Cause if they study close, real close

They might learn something

She ain't nothing but a little doozy when she does it

She's so fly tonight

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]

And as long as I've got my suit and tie

I'mma 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

While we’re in the swing of love

Let me show you a few things

Show you a few things about love

Hey

[Justin Timberlake]

Stop, let me get a good look at it

So thick, now I know why they call it a fatty

Shit so sick got a hit and picked up a habit

That's alright, cause you're all mine

Go on and show 'em who you call daddy

I guess they're just mad cause girl, they wish they had it

My killer, my Thriller, yeah you're a classic

And you're all mine tonight

[Hook]

[Justin Timberlake]

Hey, get out ya seat, Hov

[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

Style got gout from having the best of the best

Is this what it's all about?

I'm at the restaurant with my rent

Disturbing the guests

Years of distress, tears on the dress

Try to hide her face with some makeup sex

This is trouble 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!

No papers, catch vapors

Get high, out Vegas

D'usses 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, hun!

[Hook]