(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 [bad word] 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
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
Tee pee 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  [bad word] Sound)
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

Hook:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
Here's your chance
Yeah boy shake that [bad word] 
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl 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
Used to party all the way to sunday
Maybe till monday, I dunno what day
Everday's just a holiday [bad word]  on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Got 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...there
What's your name girl
What's your sign
Dr Dre: Man, you must be out your mind
Dre aah aah
Dear God goes blind
I'm just trying to unwind

Hook:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
Here's your chance
Yeah boy shake that [bad word] 
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl 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 [bad word] 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 caught you on tape
Yelling at an old lady, touch my body
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
it's real intense no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The [bad word] back and everybody lose themselves
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 fellas what? fellas what?
Grab you left nut, make the 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 squeezin it's the season
Just go aah aah aah aah
so appeasing