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[Intro:] Yup, Yea, Hey It's goin, it's goin, it's goin down, hey! Tennessee, Justin Timberlake Timbaland 3 6 Ma-Ma-Mafia Tennessee V.A. Dirty South Dirty South That's how we do what we do [Verse 1: JT] Letras de cancionesI know you see me lookin, girl go on and act right A little closer let me see you in the spotlight I turn around and let me see just what your curve like Go grab your friends and ya'll can come into the back (Oh) Why don't you take a sip up on the champagne Relax...and take your clothes 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 ya'll 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 a 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) Cmon 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) Cmon 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 now (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 DISCRESION IS ADVISED (Oh) Ya'll can the star in my spotlight Studio 54 if we get the parts right All we need right now is a little bit, little bit, act right Ya'll lookin shy but ya'll act like ya'll don't hear me [Chorus:] Little lady (lady lady) You got me just (screwed up) Off of your melody Little lady (lady lady) Cmon 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) Cmon 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 _ 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'm gon check my mobile phone and chase you all over town I just want to pick you up and take you to a _ nasty 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) Cmon 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) Cmon 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 dont make a fool of me) From Letras Mania