Eminem
Lyricist: Eminem Composer: Dr.Dre & Em
Down down down, Down down down,Down down down down
OK Guess whose 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 back with a brand new rap.
And I don't mean rap as in a new case. Of child molestation accusations. AHHHHHHHH.
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.
And that's not a stab at Michael, that's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho.
I go a little be crazy sometimes. I get a little bit out control of my rhymes.
Good God, dip, do a little slide. Bend down touch me toes and just glide.
Up the center of the dance floot like tee pee for my bung hole.
And it's cool if you let one go. Nobody's gonna know. Who did hear it?
Give a little poot poot it's OK! 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 AHAHAHAHAH. Just lose it AHAHAHAHAH. Go crazy AHAHAHAHAH. Oh baby AHAHAH baby.
Well, it's Friday and it's my day. Just to party all the way till Sunday.
Maybe till monday, I don't what day. Everyday's just a holiday.
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda breezy. Let with the top down and my hair blow.
I don't know where I'm goin'. All I know is when I get there someone's gonna touch my body.
Scuse 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, AHAHAH beer goggles blind, I'm just tryin' 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 AHAHAHAHAH. Just lose it AHAHAHAHAH. Go crazy AHAHAHAHAH. Oh baby AHAHAH baby.
Well, it's Tuesday and I'm locked up. I'm in jail and I don't know what happend.
They say I was runnin' butt naked down the street screamin'. AHAHAHAHAH.
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 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.
Now snap back to reality, look it's B.Rabbit.
Yo, you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man.
Chubby chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chubby.
I don't have any line to go right here so chubba teletubbie. Fella's (What?)
Fellas, grab you left nut make your 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 AHAHAHAHAH 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 AHAHAHAHAH. Just lose it AHAHAHAHAH. Go crazy AHAHAHAHAH. Oh baby AHAHAH baby.
...Touch my body ...Touch my body.Oooh, boy touch my body. I mean girl touch my body.
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