Luyện nghe bài hát Chop Me Up

It's down
Tennessee, Justin Timberlake, Timbaland, 6 Mafia

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

I you see me looking, girl go on and act right
A little closer, let me see you in the
Now turn around, and let me see just what ya curved
Go grab your friends, and can come to the back, oh, oh

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

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

And when I call, don't give me the run
I ain't gonna have you tryin' to play me like a silly
Don't second guess it,
There ain't nothin' to think
you got me feigning, but, girl, you don't hear me

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

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

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

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

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

can be the star in my freaky spotlight
Studio 54 if we get the right
All we need now is a little bit, a little bit of act right
Y'all looking shy, but ya act y'all don't 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 your
Easy,
Come on, girl,
(Chop me up)
Please make a fool of me

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

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

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

I just want to you up and take you to a wrestling match
(Is it good, is it good?) And have a little fest
So if you never call me, I'll be somewhere in Tennessee
away my sorrows in a cold cup of Hennessey

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

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

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