Letra Chop Me Up de Justin Timberlake original

Intro:>
Yea, Yea, Hey
It's goin, it's goin, it's goin down, hey!
Tennessee, Justin Timberlake what
Timbaland what
3 6 Ma-Ma-Mafia
Tennessee
V.A.
Dirty South
Dirty South
That's how we do what we do man
When we do what we do
What, what, every project shit what

Verse 1: JT>
I know you see me lookin', 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 your curve like
Go grab your friends and y'all can come to the back (Oh)
Why don't you take a sip up on the champagne
Relax... and take your coat off and let me getcha name
I love that hourglass shape you got up on that frame
I like that way you talk your game we might be one in the same

Now I know you got a buzz off that alcohol
I got a house that could entertain all of y'all
Maybe later on, I'll give you a phone call
I'm about to slide out but I'll get back at ya (Oh)
And when I call don't give me the run around
I ain't gon have ya try to play me like a silly clown
Don't second guess it girl that ain't a thing to think about
Cause you got me fiendin' but girl you don't hear me

Chorus:>
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
C'mon and don't (chop it 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)
C'mon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me

Verse 2: Timbaland>
Your kinda cute baby are you new in town
My name is Tim a.k.a. Thomas Crown
I heard you lost do you know your way around
If you got a problem baby I can hold you down (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 lets take it back to my hive
Lets watch Sex in the City or Desperate Housewives
Simon says touch yours while you touch mine
PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED (Oh)
Y'all can be the star in my flicky spotlight
Studio 54 if we get the props right
All we need right now is a little bit, little bit, act right
Y'all lookin' shy but y'all act like y'all don't hear me

Chorus:>
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
C'mon and don't (chop it 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)
C'mon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me

Verse 3: DJ Paul>
See girl you stronger than the strongest drug I ever had
You can mix them all together you still be twice as bad
Cause you the worst best girlfriend I ever had
Holler the keg, the cigarettes and green bags
Harder to escape than jail cells and bills, mail
You had me locked since the minute girl and pigtails
Like Michael Jackson (how you do me this way)
Got me cryin' rivers like Timbaland and Timberlake, yea

Verse 4: Juicy J>
They call me Juicy J straight up out the Three 6 Mafia
Ghetto fab player on the streets I'm tryna holler at ya
Quit playin' games girl you got my head spinnin' round
I aint gonna chirp my mobile phone and chase you all over town
I just want to pick you up and take you to a bachelor nest
Is it good, is it good
And have a little smack fest
So if you never call me I be somewhere down in Tennessee
Washin' away my sorrows in a cold cup of Hennessey

Chorus:>
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
C'mon and don't (chop it 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)
C'mon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me

Outro:>
Repeated till fade out> hey
Screwed Up
Chop It Up
Screwed Up (Off of your melody)
Chop Me Up (Please don't make a fool of me)