[Justin Timberlake:]

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

Check it

Let me show you a few things

[Jay-Z:]

Wait a minute. You ready, JT?

[Justin Timberlake:]

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

Going hot, so hot, just like an oven

And ow burned myself, but just had to touch it

But it's so fine and it's all mine

Hey, baby, we don't mind all the watching, ha

'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 tonight

[Justin Timberlake:]

And as long as I 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 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

[Justin Timberlake:]

Stop, let me get a good look at it

Oh, so thick, now I know why they call it a fatty

And aw, shit's so sick, got a hit and picked up a habit

But that's alright, 'cause you're all mine

Aw, 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

[Justin Timberlake:]

And as long as I 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 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

Get out your seat, Hov

[Jay-Z:]

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

Try 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 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!

[Justin Timberlake:]

And as long as I 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 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