Luyện nghe bài hát Chop Me Up

It's going
Tennessee, Timberlake, Timbaland, Three 6 Mafia

VA, south, dirty south
It's how we do we do, man, when we do what we do
shit what

I you see me looking, girl go on and act right
A closer, let me see you in the spotlight
Now turn around, and let me see just ya curved like
Go grab your friends, and y'all can to the back, oh, oh

Why don't you take a sip upon this
Relax, your coat off, and let me get your name
I love that hour shape you got upon that frame
I the way you talk your game, we might be one and the same

Now I know you got a off that alcohol
I got a house can entertain all of y'all
Maybe later on I'll give you a phone
I'm 'bout to slide out, but I'll get at ya, oh, oh

And when I call, don't me the run around
I ain't have you tryin' to play me like a silly clown
Don't guess it, girl
There ain't to think about
'Cause you got me feigning, but, girl, you hear me

Little
You got me
(Screwed up)
Off of melody
lady
Come on and
(Chop me up)
don't make a fool of me

Little
You got me
(Screwed up)
Off of melody
Easy,
C'mon, girl,
(Chop me up)
Please don't a fool of me

kinda cute
Baby, are you new in
My is Tim
Aka Crown
I heard you're
Do you know your way
If you gotta problem, baby, I can ya down

I can be navigator or your compass
Better yet a genie, baby make your first
You the party, baby I'm the guest list
I think I need some Tylenol, you got me

So grab your friends and let's it back to my house
Let's watch Sex and the City or Desperate
says touch yours while you touch mine
(Parental is advised) Oh, oh

Y'all can be the star in my freaky
Studio 54 if we get the props
All we need now is a little bit, a little bit of act right
Y'all looking shy, but ya act like y'all hear me

Little
You got me
(Screwed up)
Off of your
lady
C'mon and
(Chop me up)
don't make a fool of me

Little
You got me
(Screwed up)
Off of melody
Easy,
Come on, girl,
(Chop me up)
Please make a fool of me

See, girl, you than the strongest drug I ever had
You could mix 'em all together, you be twice as bad
'Cause you the worst best I ever had
Harder to than cigarettes and green bags

Harder to escape jail cells and bills
ya you had me lost since the minute girl and pig tails
Like Michael Jackson, "How you do me way?"
Got me cryin' rivers like and Timberlake, yeah

They call me Juicy J, straight up out the Three 6
Ghetto fab playa on streets, I'm tryin' to holla at ya
Quit playing games, girl, you got my spinnin' 'round
I ain't gonna chirp your mobile and chase you all over town

I just want to pick you up and you to a wrestling match
(Is it good, is it good?) And have a little fest
So if you call me, I'll be somewhere down in Tennessee
Washing my sorrows in a cold cup of Hennessey

lady
You got me
(Screwed up)
Off of your
lady
Come on and
(Chop me up)
don't make a fool of me

Little
You got me
(Screwed up)
Off of melody
Easy,
on, girl, don't
(Chop me up)
Please don't a fool of me

up
me up
up
Off of melody
me up
Please don't make a of me