Paris

OK

Guess who's back

Back again

Shady's back

Tell a friend

Now everyone report to the dance floor

To the dance floor, to the dance floor

Now everyone report to the dance floor

Alright stop

Pajama time

Come here little kiddies, on my lap

Guess who's back with a brand new rap

And I don't mean rap

As in a new case of child molestation accusation

Aah aah aah aah aah

No worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys

What else could I possibly do to make noise

I done touched on everything, but little boys

And that's not a stab at Micheal

That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho

I go a little bit crazy sometimes

I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes

Good god, dip, do a little slide

Bend down, touch your toes and just glide

Up the center of the dance floor

Like T-P for my bung hole and it's cool if you let one go

Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it

Give a little "poot poot", it's OK (Fart Sound)

Oops my C-D just skipped

And everyone just heard you let one rip

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance

Yeah boy shake that ass,

Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Now you know you're my world

Alright now lose it

Aah aah aah aah aah

Just lose it

Aah aah aah aah aah

Go crazy

Aah aah aah aah aah

Oh baby

Aah aah

Oh baby baby aah aah

It's Friday and it's my day

Chance to party all the way to Sunday

Maybe till Monday, I dunno what day

Everyday's just a holiday

Crusin' on the freeway

Feelin' kinda breezy

Get the top down, let my hair blow

I dunno where I'm goin'

All I know is when I get there

Someones gonna touch my body

Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk

But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work

Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair

Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out, yeah

Now what's your name girl

What's your sign

Man, you must be up out your mind

Dre aah aah

Beer goggles, blind

I'm just trying to unwind

Now I'm

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance

Yeah boy shake that ass,

Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Now you know you're my world

Alright now lose it

Aah aah aah aah aah

Just lose it

Aah aah aah aah aah

Go crazy

Aah aah aah aah aah

Oh baby

Aah aah

Oh baby baby aah aah

It's Tuesday and I'm locked up

I'm in jail and I don't know what happened

They say I was running butt naked

Down the street screaming

Aah aah aah aah aah

Your honor I'm sorry, I don't remember

All I know is this much

I'm not guilty

They said save it boy

We got you on tape

Telling an old lady to "touch my body"

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down

It gets real intense, no one makes a sound

Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now

The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves

Now step back to reality

Look it's B.Rabbit

You signed me up to battle?

I'm a grown man

Chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba

I don't have any lines to go right here so

Duba duba teletubie fella's what? fella's yeah?

Grab you left (nut), make right one jealous what?

Black girls

White girls

Skinny girls

Fat girls

Tall girls

Small girls

I'm calling all girls

Everyone report to the dance floor

It's your chance for a little romance or

Butt squeezing it's the season

Just go aah aah aah aah

It's so appeasin'

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance

Yeah boy shake that ass,

Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Now you know you're my world

Alright now lose it

Aah aah aah aah aah

Just lose it

Aah aah aah aah aah

Go crazy

Aah aah aah aah aah

Oh baby

Aah aah

Oh baby baby aah aah

Um num num touch my body

Um num num touch my body

Ooh boy just touch my body

I mean girl just touch my body