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

Wait a minute

You ready, JT?

I can't wait ′til I get you on the floor

Good-looking

Going hot, so hot, just like an oven

And I 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 watching

′Cause if they study close, real close

They might learn something

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

She′s so fire

Tonight

And as long as I 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 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

Hey

Stop!

Let me get a good look at it

Oh, so thick

Now I know why they call it a fatty

And ohhh

Shit's so sick, got a hit and picked up a habit

But 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 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 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

Hey

Get out your seat, Hov

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

My rant disturbing the guests

Years of distress, tears on the dress

Trying 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′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 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, uh!

And as long as I 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 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, hey

Oh

(Suit and tie)

(Suit and tie)

Hey

Yeah