Justin Timberlake - Filthy (Official lyrics)

...
Hey, if you know what's good
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
Hey, if you know what's good
If you know what's good
Haters gonna say
It's fake
So real
Haters gonna say
It's fake
So real
Haters gonna say
It's fake
So real
All my haters gonna say
It's fake
I guess I got my swagger back
I said, put your filthy hands all over me
You know this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cooking up a mean serving, huh
No question, I want it
Fire up, everybody smokin'
Your friends, my friends and they ain't leaving till six in the morning
Six in the morning
Come chill, baby, you the coldest, go for 'em, put 'em on notice
You don't wanna walk through here
Baby, don't you mind if I do, yeah
Exactly what you like times two, yeah
Got me singing, ooh, ooh
So, baby, don't you mind if I do
Look, put your filthy hands all over me
You know this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that beast?
When I leave the cage open, huh, walk to me, uh
No question, I want it, fire up, everybody smokin'
Your friends, my friends and they ain't leaving till six in the morning
Six in the morning
Come chill, baby, you the coldest, go for 'em, put 'em on notice
You don't wanna walk through here
Baby, don't you mind if I do, yeah
Exactly what you like times two, yeah
Got me singing, ooh, ooh
So, baby, don't you mind if I do
Come on, break it down
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
Hey, if you know what's good
If you know what's good
Haters gonna say
It's fake
So real
Haters gonna say
It's fake
So real
Haters gonna say
It's fake
So real
All my haters gonna say
It's fake
Baby, don't you mind if I do (I do)
Exactly what you like times two (times two)
Got me singing, ooh, ooh
Baby, don't you mind if I do (if I do, come on)
Your friends, my friends and they ain't leaving till six in the morning
Six in the morning, m-m-morning
Your friends, my friends and they ain't leaving till six in the morning
Six in the morning
So put your filthy hands all over me
You know this ain't the clean version
Go on and put your filthy hands all over me
No, this ain't the clean version
Do you see me?
Can you find me?
Look closer, through the trees
Do you see it?
(end)

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