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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Timberlake
Vocals
Drake
Vocals
Elliott Ives
Guitar
Jerome Harmon
Keyboards
Timbaland
Additional Vocals
Daniel Jones
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Timberlake
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Jerome Harmon
Songwriter
James Fauntleroy
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Daniel Jones
Songwriter
Chris Godbey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Timberlake
Producer
Jerome Harmon
Producer
Timbaland
Producer
Chris Godbey
Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Jones
Additional Producer
Matt Webber
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Hey, hey, hey, come on
We're having too much fun right now, uh
[Verse 1]
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, turned it into something major
[PreChorus]
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, I-I can't lie, I'm impressed
A standing ovation, encore, when love curtains close
[Chorus]
It's a cabaret (Put on a show)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor)
'Cause even though I'm a professional, I like to do my work at home
Cabaret (Put on a show)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor)
You're giving me everything you got, all I really want now is more
Oh, oh (Put on a show, get on the floor)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor, get on the floor)
Oh, oh (Put on a show, get on the floor)
(Oh, oh) You're giving me everything you got, all I really want now is more
Come on, come on
[Verse 2]
Fantasy, play the role
And all these new moves I like, it got me feelin' like a stranger
Say my name, do you know?
'Cause I got you sayin' Jesus so much, it's like we're layin' in a manger
[PreChorus]
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, I-I can't lie, I'm impressed
Standing ovation, encore, when love curtains close
[Chorus]
It's a cabaret (Put on a show)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor)
'Cause even though I'm a professional, I like to do my work at home
Cabaret (Put on a show)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor)
You're giving me everything you got, all I really want now is more
Oh, oh, hey (Put on a show, get on the floor)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor, get on the floor)
Oh, oh, aye (Put on a show, get on the floor)
Oh, oh
You're giving me everything you got, all I really want now is more
[Verse 3]
Okay, this just in, girl, the paper so long
Always seem like I gotta wait for so long
So long till you get off of work, but listen
I got some better positions for you, what's taking so long?
Always strap up just for safety, then go long
Do a touchdown, dance in it, no clothes on
We might fuck around and slip tonight
You're kryptonite, should probably have a cape to throw on
[Verse 4]
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 thing to ya
D-do the thing to ya, girl, truth be told
You set a pace, then you ride it like cruise control
The shit feels so right, gotta tell somebody
I just can't decide who should know, I'll keep it secret for ya (Now break it down)
[Verse 5]
I'm tryna ease your mind, word to Boosie
Pole in my bedroom, that was there when I moved in
[Verse 6]
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 gon' 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 cuffin' you though
Presidential shit, girl, you up on the poles
Say that this a private show, ooh, 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 that me and J.T., though
Cook for ya, then I break it down like a kilo
Got a camera watching every single move like casinos
[Chorus]
Cabaret (Put on a show)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor)
'Cause even though I'm a professional, I like to do my work at home
Cabaret (Put on a show)
Oh, oh (Get on the floor)
You're giving me everything you got, all I really want now is more
Oh, oh (Put on a show)
[Outro]
Hey (Get on the floor)
She wanna break it down for me like she tryna get some paper, paper (Put on a show, get on the floor)
Aye
She wanna break it down for me like she tryna get some paper, paper
She wanna break it down for me, for me, break it down, break it down
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Chris Godbey, D. Jones, James Fauntleroy, Jerome Harmon, Justin Timberlake, Timothy Mosley