Ganja Plant - Suits and Ski Masks lyrics

I be on my suit and tie, sh** tie, sh** tie I be on my suit and tie, sh** tie, sh** Can I show you a few things, a few things, a few things, little baby? 'Cause... I be on my suit and tie, sh** tie, sh** I be on my suit and tie, sh** tie, sh** Lemme show you a few things Lemme show you a few things I can't wait 'til I get you on the floor, good-looking Going hot, so hot, just like an oven And I'll burn myself, but just had to touch it It's so fire, it's all mine Hey baby, we don't mind all the watching, whooo Cause if they study close, real close They might learn something He ain't nothing but a little doozie when he does it He'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 Lemme show you a few things All pressed up in black and white And I'm dressed in that dress you like Love is swinging in the air tonight Lemme show you a few things Lemme show you a few things Show you a few things about love Now we're in the swing of love Lemme show you a few things Show you a few things about love Hey Style, let me get a good look at it Oh, so thick, now I know why they call it a fatty Aww, sh**'s so sick, got a hit and picked up a habit That's alright, cause you're all mine Haaa, go on and show 'em who you call "Daddy" I guess they're just mad cause boy, they wish they had it My k**er, my thriller, yeah, you're a cla**ic 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 Lemme show you a few things All pressed up in black and white And I'm dressed in that dress you like Love is swinging in the air tonight Lemme show you a few things Lemme show you a few things Show you a few things about love Now we're in the swing of love Lemme show you a few things Show you a few things about love Hey (Tablo) BLOsh*tUP! Get out your tuxes We're what the fuss is all about Got haters on our speed dial We call em out Just word of mouth And still beat your PR Till they need CPR We are TABLO & L-Y-D-I-A We Juggernaut through the bullsh** in our way Worldwide when we k**in it Yeah we're behind the hits like the CIA 미안해 (mianhae). That's mother tongue for "sorry, we dope as hell" Started from the bottom, broke as hell Then we broke the sales records, movin 'hi' up up in the penthouse, suit and tie Everyday we on our pesos Stabbin' tracks wit a trident. Barbados Doubt that, and I doubt you All fake foes If you're real, then you're real like a mermaid's toes Frankly, in my ocean all you octopussies better swim good Stop, don't push me I'll sink your boat, bottoms up with a flick You a mouse in my hand, can't f** with my clique (Can't f** with my clique) (Can't f** with my clique) You a mouse in my hand, can't f** with my clique Boy don't even try! (Lydia Paek) 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 Lemme show you a few things All pressed up in black and white And I'm dressed in that dress you like Love is swinging in the air tonight Lemme show you a few things Lemme show you a few things Show you a few things about love Now we're in the swing of love Lemme show you a few things Show you a few things about love Hey