Chop Me Up ( feat. Three Six Mafia ) Übersetzung:
Chop Me Up ( feat. Three Six Mafia ) Songtext
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
Cmon and don't (chop it up)
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Cmon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me
[Verse 2: Timbaland]
Your kinda cute baby are you new in town
My name is Tim a.k.a. Thomas Crown
I heard you lost do you know your way around
If you got a problem baby I can hold you now (Oh)
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 lets take it back to my hive
Lets watch Sex in the City or Desperate Housewives
Simon says touch yours while you touch mine
PARENTAL DISCRESION IS ADVISED (Oh)
Ya'll can the star in my spotlight
Studio 54 if we get the parts right
All we need right now is a little bit, little bit, act right
Ya'll lookin shy but ya'll act like ya'll don't hear me
[Chorus:]
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
Cmon and don't (chop it up)
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Cmon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
See girl you stronger than the strongest drug I ever had
You can mix them all together you still be twice as bad
Cause you the worst best girlfriend I ever had
Holler the keg, the cigarettes and green bags
Harder to escape than jail cells and bills, mail
You had me locked since the _ and pigtails
Like Michael Jackson (how you do me this way)
Got me cryin' rivers like Timbaland and Timberlake, yea
[Verse 4: Juicy J]
They call me Juicy J straight up out the Three 6 Mafia
Ghetto fab player on the streets I'm tryna holler at ya
Quit playin' games girl you got my head spinnin' round
I'm gon check my mobile phone and chase you all over town
I just want to pick you up and take you to a _ nasty
Is it good, is it good
And have a little smack fest
So if you never call me I be somewhere down in Tennessee
Washin' away my sorrows in a cold cup of Hennessey
[Chorus:]
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
Cmon and don't (chop it up)
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Cmon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me
[Outro:]
[repeated till fade out] hey
Screwed Up
Chop It Up
Screwed Up (Off of your melody)
Chop Me Up (Please dont make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
Cmon and don't (chop it up)
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Cmon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me
[Verse 2: Timbaland]
Your kinda cute baby are you new in town
My name is Tim a.k.a. Thomas Crown
I heard you lost do you know your way around
If you got a problem baby I can hold you now (Oh)
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 lets take it back to my hive
Lets watch Sex in the City or Desperate Housewives
Simon says touch yours while you touch mine
PARENTAL DISCRESION IS ADVISED (Oh)
Ya'll can the star in my spotlight
Studio 54 if we get the parts right
All we need right now is a little bit, little bit, act right
Ya'll lookin shy but ya'll act like ya'll don't hear me
[Chorus:]
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
Cmon and don't (chop it up)
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Cmon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
See girl you stronger than the strongest drug I ever had
You can mix them all together you still be twice as bad
Cause you the worst best girlfriend I ever had
Holler the keg, the cigarettes and green bags
Harder to escape than jail cells and bills, mail
You had me locked since the _ and pigtails
Like Michael Jackson (how you do me this way)
Got me cryin' rivers like Timbaland and Timberlake, yea
[Verse 4: Juicy J]
They call me Juicy J straight up out the Three 6 Mafia
Ghetto fab player on the streets I'm tryna holler at ya
Quit playin' games girl you got my head spinnin' round
I'm gon check my mobile phone and chase you all over town
I just want to pick you up and take you to a _ nasty
Is it good, is it good
And have a little smack fest
So if you never call me I be somewhere down in Tennessee
Washin' away my sorrows in a cold cup of Hennessey
[Chorus:]
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Little lady (lady lady)
Cmon and don't (chop it up)
Please don't make a fool of me
Little lady (lady lady)
You got me just (screwed up)
Off of your melody
Easy baby (baby baby)
Cmon girl don't (Chop me up)
Please don't make a fool of me
[Outro:]
[repeated till fade out] hey
Screwed Up
Chop It Up
Screwed Up (Off of your melody)
Chop Me Up (Please dont make a fool of me
