Justin Timberlake - Cabaret Feat Drake Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey
Come on
We are having too much fun right here

She's got a secret but I know
She wanna break it down for me
Like she tryna get some paper
Who needs a stage with the lights low
'Cause you already dropped the bullet and turned it
Into something major

Now can we discuss
How fast you just got undressed
Girl if sex is a contest
Then you're coming first (and)
Don't rush, go slow
No I can't lie, I'm impressed
Standing ovation, encore, when love curtains close

It's a cabaret
Put on a show
Get on the floor
'Cause even though I'm a professional
I like to do my work at home
Cabaret
Put on a show
Get on the floor
You giving me everything you got
All I really want is more
Put on a show
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
Put on a show
Get on the floor
You giving me everything you got
All I really want now is more

Fantasy play the role
And all these new moves
That I'd like got me feeling
Like a stranger
Say my name, do you know
'Cause I got you saying Jesus so much it's like
We are laying in the manger

Now can we discuss
How fast you just got undressed
Girl if sex is a contest
Then you're coming first (and)
Don't rush, go slow
No I can't lie, I'm impressed
And no impatient encore
When love curtains close

It's a cabaret
Put on a show
Get on the floor
'Cause even though I'm a professional
I like to do my work at home
Cabaret
Put on a show
Get on the floor
You giving me everything you got
All I really want is more
Put on a show
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
Put on a show
Get on the floor
You giving me everything you got
All I really want now is more

[Verse 3: Drake]
Okay this just in girl the paper so long
Always seem like I gotta wait for so long
So long till you get off from work
But listen I got some better positions for you
To take in for so long
Always strap up just for safety
Then go long
Then do my touchdown dance with no clothes on
We might fuck around and slip tonight
Your Kryptonite, you should probably have a cape
to throw on
On my Eddie Murphy Boomerang for ya
Got a bunch of old girls
That I threw away for ya
I been in the gym doing two-a-days for ya
So I can lift ya up
When I do the thang to ya
Do do the thing to ya
Girl truth be told
You set the pace
Then you ride it like cruise control
The shit feel so right gotta tell somebody
I just don't care to decide who should know
So I can lift ya up
When I do the thang to ya

I'm trying to ease your mind, word to Boosie
Pole in my bedroom that was there when I moved in

Okay fine, I'm a terrible liar
Girl what difference does it make if it was there, it's mine
You the girl that's gonna be there
When it's marrying time
And I'm gonna fuck you like we are having an affair
I swear it's like I'm undercover way
I'm cuffing you though
Presidential shit girl you up on the poles
Say this is a private show, oh boy don't start
Keep this whole stripper thing
Secret in a pole vault
North pole boy from the T. O
They ain't really ready for me and that J. T. though
Cook for ya and then I break it down like a kilo
Got a camera watching our every move
Like casinos

It's a cabaret
Put on a show
Get on the floor
Cause even though I'm a professional
I like to do my work at home
Cabaret
Put on a show
Get on the floor
You giving me everything you got
All I really want is more
Put on a show
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
Put on a show
Get on the floor
You giving me everything you got
All I really want now is more