Intro:
Eminem making sounds
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

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 accusate
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
that's not a stab at Michael
That's just a metaphore,
I'm just physco
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
the center of the dance floor
Like teepee from my bum
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 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
Well 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

Verse 2:
It's Friday and it's my day
Just to party all the way to sunday
Maybe till monday, i dunno what day
Everday'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 feel 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 aah Beer googles blind
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Chorus:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops i mean girl girl girl girl
Well 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

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
Aah aah aah aah aah
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said save it
Boy we've got you you on tape
Yelling at an old lady
to touch my body
Now this is the part where
the rap breaks down
It gets reall tense, no
one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and
everybody lose themselves
A step back to reality
Look it's B.Rabbit
You signed me up to battle
I'm a grown man
Duba duba duba duba duba duba
I don't have any lines to
go right here so
Duba duba duba duba fella's!
"what?!" "fella's!" "what?!"
Grab you left nut, make
your 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 whore
Butt squeezin it's the season
Just go aah aah aah aah
It's so appeasing

Chorus:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops i mean girl girl girl girl
Well 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

Outro:
Mmmmm touch my body
Mmmmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body
music continues
song ends