Green Flag Lyrics: Down, down, down Down, down, down Down, down, down Down, okay 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 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 accusations (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 And 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 T-P for my bung 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 okay Oops, my CD just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip 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) Well, it's Friday and it's my day Just to party all the way to Sunday Maybe 'til Monday, I don't know what day Every day's just a holiday Crusin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda breezy Let 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 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? Man, you must be up out your mind Dre (ah-ah), beer goggles, blind I'm just trying to unwind, now I'm 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) Well, it's Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail and I don't know what happened They say I was running butt naked Down the street screaming (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Your honor, 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" Yelling an old lady to 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 step back to reality, look it's B. Rabbit, yo, you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man, chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba I don't have any lines to go right here so So, chubba-Teletubby Fellas (what?) fellas (what?) Grab your 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 or Butt squeezing, it's the season Just go (ah-ah-ah-ah), it's so appeasin' 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) Nom-nom, touch my body Nom-nom-nom, touch my body Ooh boy, just touch my body I mean, girl, just touch my body
Merry Chrizzy
