'Suit & Tie (ft. Jay-Z)' by Justin Timberlake - Guitar Tutorial

            Am      C        Fadd9
I be on my suit and tie shit,  tied shit, tied
Am      C        Fadd9
I be on my suit and tie shit,  tied shit
    Am      C   Fadd9
Can I show you a few things?
         Am  C     Fadd9
A few things,   a few things,   little baby cause
Am      C        Fadd9
I be on my suit and tie shit,  tied shit
Am      C        Fadd9
I be on my suit and tie shit,  tied shit
     Am      C   Fadd9
Let me show you a few things
     Am      C   Fadd9 (one strum)
Let me show you a few things
 
Wait a minute. You ready, JT?

Verse 1:
     Am           Fadd9         C     G
I can't wait til I get you on the floor, good-looking
    Am      Fadd9       C     G
Going hot so hot,    just like an oven
   Am       Fadd9            C      G
And owww burn myself, but just had to touch it
     Am Fadd9         C    G
It's so fly     and it's all mine
   Am   Fadd9             C      G
Hey baby, we don't mind  all the watching
    Am                Fadd9
Cause if they study close, real close
           C       G
They might learn something
       Am             Fadd9       C     G
She ain't nothing but a little doozy when she does it
      Am  Fadd9    Cadd9
She's so fire     tonight

Chorus:
     Am            C
And as long as I've got my suit and tie
Fadd9
I'mma leave it all on the floor tonight
Am             C
And you got fixed up to the nines
Fadd9
Let me show you a few things
Am           C
All pressed up in black and white
Fadd9
And you're dressed in that dress I like
Am          C
Love is swinging in the air tonight
     Fadd9
Let me show you a few things
     Am      C
Let me show you a few things
Fadd9
Show you a few things
    Am   C
about love
    Fadd9
about love

Now we’re in the swing of love

Am      C
Let me show you a few things
Fadd9
Show you a few things
    Am   C
about love
    Cadd9
about love

Verse 2: Same Chords as Verse 1
Stop, let me get a good look at it
So thick, now I know why they call it a fatty
Shit so sick got a hit and picked up a habit
That's alright, cause you're all mine
Go on and show 'em who you call daddy
I guess they're just mad cause girl, they wish they had it
My killer, my Thriller, yeah you're a classic
And you're all mine tonight