I be on my suit and tie, shit tied, shit tied
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
You ready, JT?
I can’t wait ’till I get you on the floor, good-looking
Going hot, so hot, just like an oven
And, owww, 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
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 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
Stop!
Let me get a good look at it
Ohhh, so thick
I know why they call it a fatty
And aww, shit’s so sick, gotta hit and picked up a habit
But that’s allright, ’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.
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 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
Get out ya seat Hov
All black at the white shows
White shoes at the black shows
Green card for the Cuban links
Ya’ll sit back and enjoy the light show
Nothing exceeds like succes
Stoute got gout from having the best of the best
Is this what it’s all about?
I’m at the restaurant, my rant disturbing the guests
Years of distress, tears on the dress
Try to hide her face with some makeup 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’ll show you how to do this young
No papers, catch vapors
Get high out Vegas
Who says these devils ain’t looking for trouble
You just got good jeans 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’ll show you how to do this, hun!
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 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, love, love…
Let me show you a few things, show you a few things
Show you a few things about love
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