Justin Timberlake Justin Timberlake ft. Timbaland & Three Mafia-Chop Me Up Lyrics

It's going ... going down

Tennesee
Justin Timberlake
Timberland
Three six, mafia

Tennesee
V.A. dirty south, dirty south
This how we do wut we do man
Wen we do wut we do
What, what ... project s___ what

[Timberlake]
I no you see me looking girl gon on and act right
A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light
Now turn around and let me see just what you curve like
Gonna grab your friends and yall can come to the back oooh

Why don't u take a sip up on this champagne
Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name
I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame
I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one n the same

Now I know you got a buzz off that alcohol
I got a house that can entertain all a y'all
Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call
About to slide out but ill get back at ya ooh
N when I call don't give me the runaround
I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown
Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about
Because girl you got me fiendin' but girl ya don't hear me

[Chorus]
Little lady {lady lady}
You got me just {screwed up}
Off of your melody
Little lady {lady lady}
Come on and don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

Little lady {lady lady}
You got me just {screwed up}
Off of your melody
Easy baby {baby baby}
Come on girl don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

[Timberland]
Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town
My name is Timb aka Thomas Crown
I heard ya lost do you know your way around
If ya got a problem baby I could hold you down {ohhh}
I can be ya navigator or ya compass
Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish
You the party baby I'm just the guest list
I think I need some tylenol you got me restless

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house
Lets watch s__ in the city or desperate housewives
Simon says touch your's while you touch mine
{Parental discretion is advised} {ohhh}

Yall could be the star in my ficky spot light
Studio fifty four if we get the props right
All we need right now is a little bit little bit of act right
Yall lookin shy but yall act like yall don't hear me

[Chorus]
Little lady {lady lady}
You got me just {screwed up}
Off of your melody
Little lady {lady lady}
Come on and don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

Little lady {lady lady}
You got me just {screwed up}
Off of your melody
Easy baby {baby baby}
Come on girl don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

[Three-6 Mafia]
See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug I ever had,
You can mix em all together you would still be twice as bad.
Cuz ur the worst best girlfriend I ever had,
Harder to quit, the cigerattes and green bags,
Harder to escape the jail cells and bills,
Yea ya you had me lost since the minute gurl n pig tails
Like micheal Jackson, how you do me this way,
Got me cryin rivers like timberland and timberlake

They call me juicy j, straight up out the three 6 mafiaa
Ghetto fab playa all these freaks im trynna hollatcha
Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round
I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone n chase u all over town
I just wanna pick you up n take u to a ?bachelor nest?
Is it good, is it good
And have a lil smack fest
So if u never call me ill be sumwhere down n tennessee
Washin away my sorrows in cold cup a hennessy

[Chorus]
Little lady {lady lady}
You got me just {screwed up}
Off of your melody
Little lady {lady lady}
Come on and don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

Little lady {lady lady}
You got me just {screwed up}
Off of your melody
Easy baby {baby baby}
Come on girl don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

Screwed up
Chop me up
Screwed up
Off of ya melody