Oh-oh | I be on my suit and tie, shit tied, shit tied | I be on my suit and tie, shit tied, shit
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Oh-oh | I be on my suit and tie, shit tied, shit tied | I be on my suit and tie, shit tied, shit
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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
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