Lyrics:

(Ok-k)

Guess who's back?(back back)

Back again(gain gain)

Shady's back(back)

Tell a friend(friend)

Whaaaaaaaa



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



[Verse 1]

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

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

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 TP for my bunghole

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 cd just skipped

And everyone just heard you let one rip



[Chorus]

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance

Yeah boy shake that ass

Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Girl you know you're my world

Alright now lose it

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Just lose it

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Go crazy

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Oh baby

(AH-AH)

Oh baby, baby

(AH-AH)



[Verse 2]

It's Friday and it's my day

Just to party all the way to sunday

Maybe til monday, I dunno what day

Everyday's 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? (Yeah)

Now, what's your name girl?

What's your sign?

[Dr Dre] 'Man, you must be up out your mind'

DRE! (AH-AH)

Beer-goggles blind!

I'm just tryna unwind now I'm



[Chorus]

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance

Yeah boy shake that ass

Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Girl you know you're my world

Alright now lose it

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Just lose it

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Go crazy

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Oh baby

(AH-AH)

Oh baby, baby

(AH-AH)



[Verse 3]

It's Tuesday and I'm locked up

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

They say I was running butt naked

Down the street screaming

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

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!

Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubbie

I don't have any lines to go right here so, Tubba teletubbie!

Fella's (WHAT?!) Fella's (WHAT?!)

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

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 or

Butt squeezin' it's the season

Just go (AH-AH-AH-AH)

It's so appeasin'



[Chorus]

Now I'm gonna make you dance

It's your chance

Yeah boy shake that ass

Oops I mean girl girl girl girl

Girl you know you're my world

Alright now lose it

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Just lose it

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Go crazy

(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)

Oh baby

(AH-AH)

Oh baby, baby

(AH-AH)



[Outro]

UmMmMmm touch my body

UmMmMmm touch my body

Ooh boy just touch my body

I mean girl just touch my body(body body)