[Verse 1]
Let's get looney like Mr. Bugs Bunny
Go on and shake your a** with Mr. Loves Money
Tell me that you're young hun I really like your bun buns
Mr. K. Sleezy has a thing for the young ones
Let's dance away the night girl it might go slow, it might go fast
I like to watch you dance girl cause I really like your a**
I take a wild guess why every girl calls me psychopath
Maybe it's cause I like to wear lipstick on my Michael mask
So come on girl pucker up for Ms. Myers
I don't diss rappers baby girl I diss liars
The ones who like to say that they're all about the music
When they're all about the money and they're fake I just lose it
Guards in the asylum turn on a tight beat
Cause they know I start dancing and I can't control my feet
I start to shake my booty and I start getting hot
That's how Mr. K. Sleezy ends up getting caught
[Hook]
This beat right here makes me want to shake my booty
Just get up and dance I don't mean to sound fruity
Come on girl don't act like a nooby
Stand up with me and let's get looney
[Verse 2]
You can keep your pants on, Imma take my pants off
We don't have to dance long, we'll just have a dance off
Once you play the damn song, I can take my hands off
My bu*t cheeks and I let them clap ‘til I can't cough
I got some jiggy in my system and my bu*t won't stop
Get on your knees little s*ut don't talk
What the hell are you doing, get your hands off my zipper
I just said get on your knees so I can feel bigger
Look security guards while I'm jamming on camera
Rocking out big like Hannah Montana
Feeling like a pop star, flashy like a cop's car
Healing crazy minds that rely on me like OnStar
Damn baby girl I think I'm starting to feel hungry
Go pick me up some sushi and get it with your money
I'd get it myself, but there is no chance in
Hell that I can get myself to stop dancing
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I crank that Soulja Boy while I try to sip pop
Put the can up to my lips, but then a drip drop
Everybody always want to say sh** talk
I think superman's here to save hip hop
But I could be wrong though it wouldn't be the first time
Like when I got yelled at for making up that nurse rhyme
I think it kinda went a little something like this
What, you thought I was actually gon' tell you?
Going crazy in my cell getting wild and tearing sheets
I'll kick you in the forehead while I'm wearing cleats
Leave you with a bruise the size of D. Prince
I think I just made a fat joke, gee wiz
Kids look up to me like I belong on Nick Junior
Parents sick of Dora I can make you sick sooner
Want to see a magic trick (ok)
I can make your kid disappear (no wait)
[Hook]