Chop Me Up (feat. Timbaland & Three 6 Mafia)

Yeah, yeah, hey

It's goin', goin', goin' down

Tennessee, Justin Timberlake

Timbaland (boy)

Three 6 M-M-Mafia

Tennesse

VA, Dirty South, Dirty South

It's how we do what we do, man, when we do what we do

What? What? Project shit, what?

I know you see me looking, girl, go on and act right

A little closer, let me see you in the spotlight

Now turn around and let me see just what you curve like

Go grab your friends and y'all can come to the back, oh-oh

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne?

Relax, take your coat off, and let me get your name

I love that hourglass shape you got up on that frame

I like the way you talk your game, we might be one and the same

Now I know you got a buzz off that alcohol

I got a house that can entertain all of y'all

Maybe later on, I'll give you a phone call

I'm 'bout to slide out, but I'll get back at ya, oh-oh

And when I call don't give me the run-around

I ain't gon' have you tryin' to play me like a silly clown

Don't second guess it, girl, there ain't nothin' to think about

'Cause you got me fiending, but girl, you don't hear me

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 (hey)

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

You're kinda cute, baby, are you new in town?

My name is Tim, a.k.a. Thomas Crown

I heard you're lost, do you know your way around?

If you got a problem, baby, I can hold you now (oh-oh)

I can be your navigator or your compass

Better yet a genie, baby, make your first wish

You the party, baby, I'm just the guest list

I think I need some Tylenol, you got me restless

So grab your friends and let's take it back to my house

Let's watch Sex and the City or Desperate Housewives

Simon says, touch yours while you touch mine

(Parental discretion is advised)

Oh-oh

Y'all can be the star in my freaky spot light

Studio 54 if we get the props right

All we need right now is a little bit, a little bit of act right

Y'all lookin' shy, but y'all act like y'all don't hear me

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 (hey)

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 (yeah)

See, girl, you stronger than the strongest drug I ever had

You could mix 'em all together you still be twice as bad

'Cause you're the worst best girlfriend I ever had

Harder to kick than cigarettes and green bags

Harder to escape than jail cells and bills

You had me lost since the Philly girl with pigtails

Like Michael Jackson, "How you do me this way?"

Got me cryin' rivers like Timbaland and Timberlake, yeah

They call me Juicy J straight up out the Three 6 Mafia

Ghetto fab player, all these freaks I'm tryna holler at ya

Quit playing games, girl, you got my head spinnin' 'round

I ain't gon' chirp your mobile phone and chase you all over town

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match

Is it good? Is it good? And have a lil' smack fest

So if you never call me, I'll be somewhere down in Tennessee

Washing away my sorrows in a cold cup of Hennessy

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 (hey)

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 your melody

Chop me up

Please don't make a fool of me