Yeah! Oh! Get up! 
 I said get up! Let's go! 

Better watch out now, 
 Here [bad word] 
 And we ain't stoppin' until 
 We see the mornin' sun, 
 So give us room to do our thing 
 Cuz we [bad word] to hurt no one, 
 So [bad word] on, 
 Get up on the floor right now 
 And grab someone! 

Now first of all I'm the boss, 
 I just wanna get that across, 
 Man even my dentist 
 Hates when I floss. 
 Pull up to the club in a Pinto 
 Likes it's a Porsche, 
 Garbage bag on one of the windows, 
 Spray-painted doors 
 With the flames on 'em, 
 Michigan plates and my name's on 'em, 
 Baby, Shady's [bad word] on, 
 Get him if you dames want 'em, 
 But he ain't stupid so quit tryin' 
 [bad word] them games on him, 
 He's immune to Cupid, why you tryin' 
 To put your claims on him? 
 Cuz you won't do to me 
 What you did to the last man, 
 Now climb in back, 
 Try not to kick over the gas can, 
 There's a half a gallon in it, 
 That could be our last chance 
 We have of just gettin' home, 
 Now could I get that lap dance? 
 She's got a tattoo of me 
 Right up off her [bad word] man, 
 In the streets of Warren, Michigan 
 We call 'em tramp stamps, 
 That means she belongs to me, 
 Time to put the [bad word] clamps down 
 And show this hussy who's the man, 
 Now, get up, dance! 
 [bad word] ] 
 Now you can do this on your own 
 But everyone knows 
 That no one likes to be alone, 
 So get on the floor and grab somebody! 
 Ain't nothin' 
 But a White Trash Party! 
 So let's have us a little bash 
 And if anyone asks 
 It ain't no one but us trash, 
 You dunno you better akse somebody 
 Cuz we're havin' a White Trash Party! 

Pull a fifth of Bacardi 
 From outta my underwear 
 And walk around the party 
 Without a care 
 Like a body without a head, 
 Lookin' like a zombie 
 From Night of the Livin' Dead 
 And tomorrow I'll probably 
 Still be too high to get outta bed, 
 Til I feel like I been hit 
 With the sharp part of the hammer 
 Mixin' Hennessey and Fanta 
 With Pepto and Mylanta, 
 I shoot the gift like 
 I'm hollerin' "Die Santa!", 
 Missed the tree and [bad word] 
 And two innocent bystanders, 
 So quit tryna play the wall 
 Like you Paul, 
 Get on the floor when the beat drops 
 and stop stallin', 
 They call me 
 The Stephon Marbury of rap darlin', 
 Cuz as soon as they throw on 
 Some R.Kelly I start ballin', 
 Makin' it rain for 
 Them ladies in the minis, 
 But I'm not throwin' ones, 
 Fives, tens, or even twenties, 
 I'm throwin' 
 Quarters, nickels, dimes, pennies 
 Up at Skinny's man, 
 I do this for them bunnies 
 Up at Denny's, 
 From the north, east and west, 
 But when [bad word] to 
 Them trailers in them South Parks, 
 Muffle it, cuz homie 
 That hood's tighter then Kenny's, 
 So ladies if your belly button's 
 Not an innie then I'm outie, 
 Now hop in my minivan, 
 Let's get rowdy, c'mon! 
 [bad word]  

 Now whether you're black, 
 White or purple, 
 If you're misunderstood 
 But you don't give a [bad word]  
 You ain't doin' [bad word] that you should, 
 Long as you know you're up to evil 
 And you're no [bad word] good, 
 Get on the floor, man, 
 And rep your hood! 

Now honey, don't let them pricks trick, 
 We should make a quick dip 
 And go do some donuts 
 In the hospital parkin' lot 
 Cuz girl, 
 I got a sick wip, 
 Kick the back window 
 Outta my Gremlin, 
 Put two milk crates in the [bad word]  
 Rip out the stick shift 
 And make a five seater! 
 I'll be damned if I feed a chick,