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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Timberlake
Vocals
James Ford III
Trumpet
Raymond Monteiro
Trumpet
Robert Avallone
Flugelhorn
Stephen Baxter
Trombone
Kevin Williams
Trombone
Wendell Kelly
Trombone
Fred Jackson
Saxophone
Leon Silva
Saxophone
Keith Fiddmont
Saxophone
Phillip Whack
Saxophone
Louis Van Taylor
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Timberlake
Composer
Angel López
Composer
Federico Vindver
Composer
Adam Wiles
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Timberlake
Producer
Angel López
Producer
Federico Vindver
Producer
Calvin Harris
Co-Producer
Chris Godbey
Mixing Engineer
Damien Lewis
Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hey, baby, listen, I got this great new JT album
And if you got a turntable, maybe we can get it on (get it on, get it on)
Say no more, yeah, let's go (let's go)
You and me when we f- up the disco
Ooh, what a scene, and we both know (both know)
Top line on that body, and she feel like a hit though (hit, though)
But the grooves on it, retro (retro)
Cold, somebody get a flick, though (flick, though)
It don't make sense though, really, though (really, though)
You and me when we f- up the-
Ooh, looking like a whole scandal (scandal, scandal)
Walked in with all of that, looking like all I could handle (handle, handle)
You lookin' for worship, baby, well, hey, I got a mantle (mantle, mantle)
Got my Gucci Crocs on right now, but we can slide like sandals (slide), uh
Let me flip you like a sample
'Cause I be doing it right, I be doing it right (ooh)
You know how you get when the bass drops and your body pops (ooh)
I know how you get when you're peaking and your favorite record drops (drops)
Well, this might be one of them, and you know when the chemistry locks
When you wanna take it from the top, we can take it off the top, uh
(Ooh) all you gotta do is free your mind
And watch your body start to follow suit
So don't you try to play it cool
'Cause I know the sign when you make it wind, and I'm like (get it on)
Say no more, yeah, let's go (let's go)
You and me when we f- up the disco
Ooh, what a scene, and we both know (both know)
Top line on that body, and she feel like a hit though (hit, though)
But the grooves on it, retro (retro)
Cold, somebody get a flick, though (flick, though)
It don't make sense though, really, though (really, though)
You and me when we f- up the-
Sweat dripping when the rush feel like an attack
You a whole bag, let it all unpack
Run your nine-inch nails all over my back
Yeah, I like that, I like that (like that)
Put your cheekbones all the way into my neck
Take a bite on the side, let your tongue get wet
You the password, I'ma hit reset
That's a promise, not a threat, uh
'Cause I be doing it right, I be doing it right (ooh)
You know how you get when the bass drops and your body pops (ooh)
I know how you get when you're peaking and your favorite record drops (drops)
Well, this might be one of them, and you know when the chemistry locks
When you wanna take it from the top, we can take it off the top, uh
(Ooh) all you gotta do is free your mind
And watch your body start to follow suit
So don't you try to play it cool
'Cause I know the sign when you make it wind, and I'm like (get it on)
Say no more, yeah, let's go (let's go)
You and me when we f- up the disco
Ooh, what a scene, and we both know (both know)
Top line on that body, and she feel like a hit though (hit, though)
But the grooves on it, retro (retro)
Cold, somebody get a flick, though (flick, though)
It don't make sense though, really, though (really, though)
You and me when we f- up the disco
Disco (get it on)
You and me when we f- up the- (get it on)
Disco (get it on)
(Bring that over here)
(Ooh) ooh, all you gotta do is free your mind
And watch your body start to follow suit
So don't you try to play it cool, don't you try to play it cool
Uh, come on, ooh, hey, yeah
(All you gotta do is free your mind) all you gotta do is free your mind
(And watch your body start to follow suit) watch your body start to follow suit
(So don't you try to play it cool) don't you try to play it cool
Ooh-ooh, I know you feel the rush when it's coming on
There ain't no stopping when we peaking, what we on?
Ooh, what we on?
Ooh, what we on?
(Get it on, get in on)
(Get it on, get in on)
(Get, get, get, get it on, get in on, get it on)
(Get it on, get in on, get it on)
Writer(s): Justin R. Timberlake, Angel Lopez, Calvin Harris, Federico Vindver
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