Filthy 作词：Justin Timberlake, Timbaland, Danja, James Fauntleroy & Larrance Dopson 作曲：Justin Timberlake, Timbaland, Danja, James Fauntleroy & Larrance Dopson
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 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 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?