[Three 6 Mafia] It's going down Tennessee Justin Timberlake Timbaland Three 6 Mafia
Tennessee VA Dirty south Dirty south It's how we do what we do, man, when we do what we do Project shit what
[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 Come on 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 guest list 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 freaky 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
[Justin] 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 Come on, 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 bills Yeah ...
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