Chop Me Up feat Three Six Mafia Lyrics - Justin Timberlake

yea, yea... hey! itz going (scribble) down
justin timberlake!
timbaland!
three 6 (scribble) mafia!
tennesee!
V-A! yeah!
Dirty Souf! yeah, Dirty Souf!
Itz how we do, what we do man... when we do what we do..
hey, what. rock this shit.. wut!


[justin timberlake]
I know you see me lookin, girl gon wanna act right
A little closer let me see you in the spotlight
Now turn around and let me see just what cha curve like
Go grab ya friends and yall could come to the back (ohhh)
Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne
Relax {relax} Take ya coat off and let me get ya name
I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame
I like the way you talk ya game we might be one in the same
Now I know you got a buzz of that alcohol
I got a house that could entertain all of yall
Maybe later on I'll give you a phone call
I'm bout to slide out but I'll get back at ya (ohhh)
And when I call don't give me the run around
I ain't gonna have ya try and play me like a silly clown
Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothin to think about
Ya got me fiendin' but girl you don't hear me

CHORUS:
Little lady (lady lady)
Ya got me just {screwed up}
Off of ya melody
Little later (later later)
Come on and don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (later later)
Ya got me just (screwed up)
Off of ya melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Come on girl don't (chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me

[timbaland]
ya kinda cute baby are you new in town
My name is Timb aka Thomas Crown
I heard ya lost, do you know your way around
If ya got a problem baby I could hold you down (ohhh)
I can be ya navigator or ya compass
Better yet a genie baby, make ya first wish
You the party baby, I'm just the guest list
I think I need some tylenol you got me restless
So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my hive
Lets watch sex in the city or desperate housewives
Simon says touch yours while you touch mine
Parental discretion is advised (ohhh)
Yall could be the star in my ficky spot light
Studio fifty four if we get the props right
All we need right now is a little bit little bit of act right
Yall lookin shy but yall act like yall don't hear me

CHORUS
Little lady {lady lady}
Ya got me just {screwed up}
Off of ya melody
Little later {later later}
Come on and don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady {lady lady}
Ya got me just {screwed up}
Off of ya melody
Easy baby {baby baby}
Come on girl don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me

[Three6Mafia]
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 thangs
Harder to escape than jail cells and bill payers
You had me lost since the minute girl in pig tails
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 Im tryin to holla at ya
Quit playing games girl you got my head spinnin round
I ain't trip your mobile phone and chase you all over town
I just want to pick you up and take you to resting nest
(smacking sound) Is it good? (smacking sound) 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

CHORUS:
Little lady {lady lady}
Ya got me just {screwed up}
Off of ya melody
Little later {later later}
Come on and don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady {lady lady}
Ya got me just {screwed up}
Off of ya melody
Easy baby {baby baby}
Come on girl don't {chop me up}
Please don't make a fool of me


Screwed up
Chop me up
Screwed up
Screwed up off of ya melody
Chop me up please dont make a fool of me

Chop Me Up Lyrics

(feat. Three 6 Mafia, Timbaland)

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

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 girl 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

Please don't make a fool of me

Bounce - Justin Timberlake

(ft. Timbaland, dr. Dre, Missy Elliott)


(Tempo has reached critical level)
(Tempo has reached critical level)

Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce...

C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you

[Verse 1: Timbaland]
Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty
Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya ass up against me
Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history
All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me
Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week
Come on

[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'
She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and
Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see

[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws
In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up
Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look
When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck
I don't have to do much to make you get it up
Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles
And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow

[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

Celine Dion - I Drove All Night Lyrics

I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
Maybe I should have called you first
But I was dying to get to you
I was dreaming while I drove
The long straight road ahead, uh, huh

Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
I drove all night

What in this world
Keeps us from falling apart
No matter where I go I hear
The beating of our one heart
I think about you
When the night is cold and dark
No one can move me
The way that you do
Nothing erases this feeling between me and you

I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
I drove all night

Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Is that alright

I drove all night
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep

Joan Jett And The Blackhearts - I Hate Myself For Loving You

Midnight, gettin' uptight. Where are you?
You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two
I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' you.
Hey, Jack, It's a fact they're talkin' in town.
I turn my back and you're messin' around.
I'm not really jealous, don't like lookin' like a clown.
I think of you ev'ry night and day.
You took my heart, then you took my pride away.
I hate myself for loving you .
Can't break free from the the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you, that's why
I hate myself for loving you .
Daylight, spent the night without you.
But I've been dreamin' 'bout the lovin' you do.
I won't be as angry 'bout the hell you put me through.
Hey, man, bet you can treat me right.
You just don't know what you was missin' last night.
I wanna see your face and say forget it just from spite.
I hate myself for loving you .
Can't break free from the the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you, that's why
I hate myself for loving you.
I hate myself for loving you.
Can't break free from the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you, that's why
I hate myself for loving you .
I think of you ev'ry night and day.
You took my heart, then you took my pride away.
I hate myself for loving you .
Can't break free from the the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you, that's why
I hate myself for loving you .
I hate myself for loving you .
I hate myself for loving you .

Didn't I Tell You - KEYSHIA COLE LYRICS

"Didn't I Tell You"
(feat. Too $hort)

[Verse 1:]
So while you going out having your fun, I should sit here waiting for you?
All this time I've invested in you baby, now you getting your dubs.
And making your runs and popping your drink.
And having your fun.
But see it's ok.
Cuz what goes around comes around.
It's always been that way.

[Chorus:]
Didn't I tell you I was gonna be the one? (Be the one)
Be the one and when it's all done boy... (She can't love you like I do)
Didn't I tell you boy?
Didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you boy?

[Verse 2:]
So now the sun coming up you wanna change.
But I ain't sitting up and crying s***.
So while you rolling out doing your thing.
I'll be popping my bottles.
Rolling round clubs.
Hanging wit me girls.
I'll be having my fun.
Cuz I don't deserve all the games you play.
Now you coming back this way.
But...

[Chorus:]
Didn't I tell you I was gonna be the one? (Be the one)
Be the one and when it's all done boy... (Boy, she can't love you like I do)
Didn't I tell you boy?
Didn't I tell you? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Didn't I tell you? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Didn't I tell you? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Didn't I tell you boy?

[Bridge:]
You going out knowing everybody's watching.
But she could never be me and you know it baby.
The proff is in the puddin.
Ain't no way to hide it.
(Didn't I tell you boy)

[Too $hort:]
You thinkin you got her stuck, you must be smoking.
She got alot of money too.
She ain't no joke man.
We raised her good.
She got the game before the fame.
Keyshia Cole, ain't nothing changed.
You know her name.
You see her ridin something clean.
Lookin hella fly.
I know you heard, she changed her mind.
I'm bout to tell you why.
She ain't staying at the house.
She going out.
To some exclusive s*** that you don't know about.
She won't be curled up crying wit a broke heart.
She bout to get dressed and go hard.
And if you wanna run the streets chasing hoes, dude she'll be out chillin cuz you ain't doin
what you suppose to.

[Chorus:]
Didn't I tell you I was gonna be the one? (Yeah, be the one)
Be the one and when it's all done boy... (Boy, she can't love you like I do)
Didn't I tell you boy?
Didn't I tell you? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Didn't I tell you? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Didn't I tell you? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Didn't I tell you boy?

Let It Go - Keyshia Cole

"Let It Go"
(feat. Missy Elliott, Lil Kim)

You need to get if he don't wanna
Love you the right way he ain't gonna
It ain't where he's at its where he
Where he wanna be

(Huh huh oh)
(Huh huh oh)
(Huh huh oh)
(Huh huh)

[Missy Elliott]
(I don't want yo man)
Cause I got it like that
But it ain't even gotta be like that
(Eh he he he he)
Yo man he be calling me back
Cause see I'm fine and a matter of fact
(Eh he he he he)
He asked how I do that dat
Fit my jeans over baby fat
Listen
I don't know the type of tricks he playing
But I should warn you I don't want ya man

[Keyshia Cole]
I understand why you wanna try
Make him stay home late at night
But if he wanna go he'll be gone no lie
I can't explain how many times I tried
How many times I cried
Thinking about mine and where he might be
Remember when I gave everything I got
Couldn't get deep down inside
How ya love someone who didn't love me

[Hook 1]
But now I get if he don't wanna
Love you the right way he ain't gonna
It ain't where he's at it's where he
Where he wanna be

[Chorus]
If he ain't gonna love you
The way he should
Then let it go
If he ain't gonna treat you
The way he should
Then let it go

If he ain't gonna love you
The way he should
Then let it go
If he ain't gonna treat you
The way he should
Then let it go

[Missy Elliott]
When this song come on in the club
They gonna be like
Damn that's hot
And when they play it in they car
They gonna drop they tops like
Damn that's hot
They gonna mix it wit Biggie "It was all a dream" like
Damn that's hot
Me and Keyshia won't stop
Till the tick don't tock like
Damn that's hot

[Keyshia Cole]
Now understand why I take my time
Cause you come wit alibis
Tryna get me to see thats where you tryna be
But I don't want yo man
Yo mans been calling me
Tryna get me to see
That he wants me to be wit him
But he ain't the one for me
And if you only knew
You would
Do what you had to
Finally see that, finally get the chance to see that

[Hook 2]
You need to get if he don't wanna
Love you the right way he ain't gonna
It ain't where he's at its where he
Where he wanna be

[Chorus]
If he ain't gonna love you
The way he should
Then let it go
If he ain't gonna treat you
The way he should
Then let it go

If he ain't gonna love you
The way he should
Then let it go
If he ain't gonna treat you
The way he should
Then let it go

[Lil Kim]
Here's a little lesson Lil Kim don't stress em
Kick em all straight to the curb like Beckham
Broke up wit my Ex he wit her for now but
Little do she know she just a rebound
Calling my phone she so outta pocket
I been there before o'girl you need to stop it
Tricking on me when he tell you he ain't got it
You don't get the picture
My pictures in his wallet
Never ever thought I would leave him alone
But I let a dog roam now he wanna come home
But I
Don't trust him
Though I still love him
No longer want him
Looking at his cousin
Kinda buzzing
Loose off the goose
Got him on a chase like cranberry juice
When he's wit you he's wishing it was me
You might be where he's at but I'm where
He wanna be (Baby Baby!)

Let It Go
Let It Go Let It Go Let It Go
Let It Go Let It Go Let It Go
Let It Go Let It Go Let It Go

[Chorus]
If he ain't gonna love you
The way he should
Then let it go
If he ain't gonna treat you
The way he should
Then let it go

If he ain't gonna love you
The way he should
Then let it go
And if he ain't gonna treat you
The way he should
Then let it go

[Missy Elliott]
When this song come on in the club
They gonna be like
Damn that's hot
And when they play it in they car
They gonna drop they tops like
Damn that's hot
They gonna mix it wit Biggie "It was all a dream" like
Damn that's hot
Me Kim and Keyshia don't stop
Till the tick don't tock like
Damn that's hot

Keyshia Cole

One of the more genuine urban songstresses out there in the mid-2000s, Keyshia Cole worked her way up the industry ladder diligently yet quickly, making her major-label debut in 2004 at age 21. Born on the other side of the California Bay -- the often tough and troubled streets of Oakland -- Keyshia aspired from an early age to make music her life, so much so that she started working the angles while still a preteen. For instance, she did some recording with fellow Bay Area resident MC Hammer way back in the day, when she was only 12 or so. Her singing aspirations really began to take flight during the early 2000s, however. In particular, she sang on Messy Marv's "Nubian Queen" remix in 2001, and Tony! Toni! Toné! member Dwayne Wiggins featured her on his soundtrack to the film Me & Mrs. Jones, also in 2001. Following Bay Area opportunities such as these, she began contemplating a leap for the big time: Los Angeles. So when she discovered that her then-boyfriend had cheated on her, she immediately packed her bags and never looked back. In Los Angeles she quickly impressed many with her golden soprano voice and thus made plenty of industry contacts, among them A&M Records president Ron Fair, who immediately signed her to a solo deal. And to work she went on her debut album, The Way It Is, co-writing a number of songs and working alongside a number of hitmakers: the trendiest talent in hip-hop at the time, Kanye West, collaborated with her on "I Changed My Mind," the album's lead single, and other big-name collaborators included 112 group member DaRon, Murder Inc. rapper Chink Santana, and veteran producer E-Poppi. Plus, she got the chance to collaborate with one of her inspirations, Eve, for a song on the Barbershop 2 soundtrack, "Never," which was released as a single in early 2004. When A&M/Interscope was ready to release The Way It Is in the spring of 2005, Keyshia found herself positioned alongside fellow young urban female singers like Brandy, Monica, and Beyoncé. Yet Keyshia had an edge over her peers -- a street edge. Having grown up in Oakland and lived there most of her young life, she knew life wasn't all glitter and gold like it was in Hollywood. She knew the streets, and that inner-city viewpoint informs many of her songs, which are generally a bit rougher and less naïve than those of your typical young female urban vocalist. Two singles released from The Way It Is, "I Should Have Cheated" and "Love," reached the Top Ten of the R&B chart, and the album eventually sold a million copies in the U.S. The wait for her second album, 2007's Just Like You, was broken up by memorable appearances on Diddy's Press Play ("Last Night") and R. Kelly's Double Up ("Best Friend"). ~ Jason Birchmeier, All Music Guide