Chorus:  repeat 3x

All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 


[Bizarre]

Ladies and gentlemen may I grab your attention 

Its the dopest MC from the Midwest 

Did I mention

So clap your hands and stomp your feet 

And party on down to the Bizarre Kid beat 

Throw your hands in the air so I can feel it 

It's the big guy rappin with the idiotic literatein 

Forget your small talk watch Bizarre Kid get wild 

Guarantee to get your girl warm like a reptile 

Big chubby guy comin straight from 7 mile 

Your girl heard my style 

And said, "ooh he's foul" 

So tell your man to stop trippin bro 

Or he gonna get rushed by 10 guys he don't even know 

Representin the men, moneys what I'm gettin 

[    ] still gigglin bush [   ] , my styles forbidden 

It's the big guy, do the butterfly to the ground 

And the base head bounce 

Man I got that packed down 

Man forget the night 

We gonna party till the day 

And I'm a strip dance at your girlfriend's cabaret 


Chorus:  repeat 3x

All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT


[Bizarre]

Does Bizarre roll with Slim Shady, Yeah yeah 

Quick to drive up in your Mercedes, Yeah yeah 

Datin ladies nearly 80, Yeah yeah 

Now who in this rap game could fade me

Some of you rap guys never heard of me 

Sometimes I be in Dallas or even North New Jersey 

Forget the Moet we drinkin Hen dog all night 

And pass the dance so I can get high as a kite 

A slow song come on its time to dirty dance 

And right now I'm grabbin any girl I can 

Grab her butt cheeks and hold her real tight 

And tell her me and you were gettin wild for tonight

Gimme your beeper number and check before you leave 

"Ay yo call me tomorrow and ask for Steve" 

Oh no this shit I couldn't believe 

Me and ??? grabbed her by her knees 

Snatched outta her weave 

And grabbed the car keys 


Chorus:  repeat 2x 

All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

 

[Kon Artist]

Now everybody throw they hands up 

This ain't a stick 

We came to this jam 

To buy ??? and play a game of pick up 

With any big butt freaks that's done for the cause 

And yo Bizarre was at the bar down ???


[Kuniva]

I'm still game spittin while you still get in 

Still gettin down how we livin 

Wild like we outta prison 

Run our mouth, kick in doors 

And I'm talkin to a chicken head that could be yours 


[Kon Artist]

Slam dancin with girls just to see they chest bump 

Now everybody bu bu bum bump bump 

And get down to the sounds that we can cock jump 

Or mess around and get your whole damn block jumped 


[Kuniva]

Watch you beeper when I'm walking through the crowd 

Which one of y'all actin wild, getting loud 

You still screamin that somebody still hatin on you 

We in the parkin lot 50 deep waitin on you 

Da Brigade actin up and we still scrapin 

Walkin back up in the club like ain't nuttin happened 


WHAT WHAT WHAT 

All my ladies say WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

And all my dogs say CUT, CUT, CUT 

All the DJ's play my CUT, CUT, CUT