Yeah, yeah, hey, it's goin', goin', goin' down Tennessee! Justin Timberlake! What? Timberlake! What? 3-6! Mafia! Tennessee! V.A.! Dirty South! Hey! Dirty South! That's how we do what we do, man What we do, what we do Hey! What? It's Rick Ross, that shit! What? I know you see me lookin', girl, go on your neck, right? A little closer, let me see you in the spotlight Now turn around and let me see just what you curve like Go grab your friends and y'all can come to the back Oh, why don't you take a sip up on your champagne? Relax! Take your coat off and let me get your name I love that hourglass shape you got up on that frame I like the way you talk, your game, we might be one in the same Now I know you gotta 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 about to slide out, but I'll get back at you Oh! And when I call, don't give me the runaround I ain't gon' have you tryna play me like a silly clown Don't second-guess a girl that ain't nothin' to think about Cause you got me feelin' good, girl, you don't hear me Hey! Little lady! Hey! You got me just Screwed up! Hey! Off of your melody Hey! Little lady! Hey! Come on and don't Trap me, yo Hey! Please don't make a fool of me Hey! Little lady! Hey! You got me just Screwed up! Hey! Off of your melody Hey! Easy, baby Hey! Come on, girl, don't Trap me, yo Hey! Please don't make a fool of me You 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 I can be your navigator or your compass Better yet, a genie, baby, make your first wish You the party, baby, I'm just a guest list I think I need some Tylenol, you got me restless So grab your friends and let's take it back to my hive Let's watch Sex and the City or Desperate Housewives Simon says, touch yours while you touch mine Parental discretion is advised Oh! Y'all can be the star in my frickin' 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 lookin' shy, but y'all act like y'all don't hear me Hey! Little lady Hey! You got me just Screwed up! Hey! Off of your melody Hey! Little lady Hey! Come on and don't Trap me, yo Hey! Please don't make a fool of me Hey! You got me just Screwed up! Hey! Off of your melody Hey! Easy, baby Hey! Come on, girl, don't Trap me, yo Hey! Please don't make a fool of me 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 Harder to kick than cigarettes and green bags Harder to escape than jail cells and bills You had me locked since the vinegar and big tails Like Michael Jackson, how you do me this, man? Got me crying rivers like Timberland in Timberlake, yeah They call me Juicy J, straight up out the three-six mafia Yeah, the fab player on these freaks, I'm tryna holla jump Quit playing games, girl, you got my head spinning round I ain't gon' trip your mobile phone, it trips you all over town I just wanna pick you up and take you to a restaurant Is it good? Is it good? And have a little smack So if you never call me, I'll be somewhere down in Tennessee Washing away my sorrow in a cold cup of Hennessy Little lady, you got me just shrewd up Off of your melody Little lady, come on and don't talk me up Please don't make a fool of me Little lady, you got me just shrewd up Off of your melody Easy, baby, come on, girl, don't talk me up Please don't make a fool of me Shrewd up Talk me up Shrewd up Off of your melody Talk me up Please don't make a fool of me