Songtext zu 'Suit & Tie (feat. Justin Timberlake)' von JAY-Z

Ooh

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 till I get you on the floor, good-looking
Hey, going hot, so hot just like an oven
And I'll burn myself, but just had to touch it
But it's so fire (it's so fire)
And it's all mine (it's all mine)
Hey, baby

And we don't mind all the watching, hah
'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 fire (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 (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, oh, shit's so sick, got a hit and picked up a habit
Uh, but that's alright (that's alright)
'Cause you're all mine (you're all mine)

Aow, 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 (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 (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, disturbin' the guests
Years of distress, tears on the dress
Try to hide her face with some makeup sex, uh (aow)
This is truffle season
Tom Ford tuxedos for no reason (uh-ah)
All Saints for my angel (uh-ah)
Alexander Wang too (uh-ah)
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'USSÉ's on doubles, ain't lookin' 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

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 (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
Le-le-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
Still swinging the night away
Swinging the night away, oh
Yeah, yeah