It·s going down


Tennessee


Justin Timberlake


Timbaland


Three 6 Ma-ma-mafia




Tennesse


VA


Dirty south


Dirty south


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




[Justin:]


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 ya curved like


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




Why don·t you take a sip upon this champagne


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


I love that hour-glass shape you got upon 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 gonna 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 feigning, but girl you don·t hear me




Little lady


You got me just


(screwed up)


Off of your melody


Little lady


C·mon and don·t


(chop me up)


Please don·t make a fool of me




Little lady


You got me just


(screwed up)


Off of your melody


Easy baby


C·mon girl don·t


(chop me up)


Please don·t make a fool of me




[Timbaland:]


You·re kinda cute


Baby, are you new in town?


My name is Tim


Aka Thomas Crown


I heard you·re lost


Do you know your way around


If you gotta problem baby I can hold ya down




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 guestlist


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 spotlight


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 looking shy, but ya act like y·all don·t hear me




Little lady


You got me just


(screwed up)


Off of your melody


Little lady


C·mon and don·t


(chop me up)


Please don·t make a fool of me




Little lady


You got me just


(screwed up)


Off of your melody


Easy baby


C·mon girl don·t


(chop me up)


Please don·t make a fool of me




[Three 6 Mafia:]


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 the worst best girlfriend I ever had


Harder to kick than cigarettes and green bags


Harder to escape than jail cells and bill bail


You had me lost since the felling girl and 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 playa on these streets I·m tryin· a holla at ya


Quit playing games girl you got my head spinnin· ·round


I ain·t gonna chirp your mobile phone and chase you all over town


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


Is it good? Is it good?


And have a little 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


You got me just


(screwed up)


Off of your melody


Little lady


C·mon and don·t


(chop me up)


Please don·t make a fool of me




Little lady


You got me just


(screwed up)


Off of your melody


Easy baby


C·mon gïrl 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