| Lyric | Finish it | Number of words |
| Guess who's back | |
| Shady's back | |
| Now everyone | |
| To the dance floor | |
| Now everyone | |
| Alright stop | |
| Come here little kiddies | |
| Guess who's back | |
| And I don't mean | |
| Of child | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah | |
| Papa's got a brand new | |
| What else could I | |
| I've done touched on everything but | |
| That's not a | |
| That's just a metaphor | |
| I go a little bit | |
| I get a little bit | |
| Good God, dip | |
| Bend down, touch your toes | |
| To the center of the | |
| Like TP for my bunghole and | |
| Nobody's gonna know | |
| Give a little | |
| Oops my CD | |
| And everyone just heard | |
| | Lyric | Finish it | Number of words |
| Now I'm gonna make you dance | |
| Yeah boy, shake that ass | |
| Girl you know | |
| Alright now lose it | |
| Just lose it | |
| Go crazy | |
| Oh baby ah ah | |
| It's Friday and it's my day | |
| Maybe til Monday, I don't know what day | |
| Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda breezy | |
| I don't know where I'm goin', all I know | |
| Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound | |
| But I'm feelin' just a little | |
| Would you punch me in the stomach and | |
| Spit on me, maybe | |
| What's ya name girl | |
| Man, you must be up | |
| Dre, ah, ah! | |
| I'm just tryin' to | |
| Now I'm gonna make you dance | |
| Yeah boy, shake that ass | |
| Girl you know | |
| Alright now lose it | |
| Just lose it | |
| Go crazy | |
| Oh baby ah ah | |
| | Lyric | Finish it | Number of words |
| It's Tuesday and I'm locked up | |
| They say I was runnin' butt naked | |
| Well I'm sorry, I don't remember | |
| They said | |
| Yellin' at an old lady to | |
| Now this is the part where | |
| It's real intense | |
| Everything looks like it's | |
| The beat comes back and everybody | |
| Snap back to reality | |
| Oh you signed me up to battle? | |
| Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba | |
| Tellytubby fellas, what, fellas, what | |
| Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls | |
| Everyone report to the dance floor | |
| Butt squeezin', it's the season | |
| Now I'm gonna make you dance | |
| Yeah boy, shake that ass | |
| Girl you know | |
| Alright now lose it | |
| Just lose it | |
| Go crazy | |
| Oh baby ah ah | |
| Touch my body | |
| Oh boy, just touch my body, I mean | |
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