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
No worries, papa'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
That's not a stab at Michael
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 for my bunghole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?

Give a little it's OK!
Oops my cd 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 $$#
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world

Alright now lose it
Just lose it
Go crazy

Oh baby
Oh baby, baby


It's Friday and it's my day
Just to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe til Monday, I dunno what day

Everyday is just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy

Got the top down, lettin' my hair blow
I dunno where I'm goin'
All I know is when I get there

Someone's 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

Now, what's your name girl?
What's your sign?
Beer Goggles! blind!

I'm just tryna unwind now

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that $$#
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
Just lose it

Go crazy
Oh baby
Oh baby, baby


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 screamin
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember

All I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said
Save it, boy we gotcha you on tape
yellin' at an old lady '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

Snap back to reality
Look it's B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle
I'm a grown man!
I don't have any lines to go right here so

Grab you left nut, make right one jealous
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls

Tall girls
Small girls
I'm callin' all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romance !@^%
Butt squeezin' it's the season


Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that $$#
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it

Just lose it
Go crazy
Oh baby

touch my body
touch my body
boy just touch my body

I mean girl just touch my body