(intro:)

You know what I'm sizzlin

It's time to get this party started right baby

Aw....my name.. they call me Tech N9ne

And I ah need a carabu lu

Uh that's 151 malibu rum and pineapple juice

You know what I'm sizzlin

Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is

Can't get the party started without that

Let's do it



(verse 1:)

You want me to jam I'm finna enta

Brain waves came from insane days

Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise

(Tech N9ne)

Got the remidie rhyme

Infinity

Criminally tryna be some shit

I crack ya open like the youngest male Kennedy

Got the whole planet rockin off the low blows

Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z

Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine

Dodgin the (tech 4x N9ne 4x)



Now here's a message

Liberace may Chocolatate'

take em I'ma rock na

Playa, nigga fuck what I say



Throw ya souls in the air like this

Flash ya bar codes while I stick em with a

Nahababadamanis



The Tech N9ne out to find vaginas

Since the playa clubbin it, grubbin it

Lovin that crema streama

My thing when I flips I got to make sho that it's hot

Gotta make the whole planet rock like this



(Chorus:)

Make that ass hop, don't stop

Down south niggaz make the planet rock

MIDWEST, too much ass in one room

Rat-a-tat tat-a-tat tat-a-tat BOOM

Make dat ass hop, make dat ass hop

All da ladies in the party make the planet rock

See dat ass hop, watch dat ass hop

All da fellas like to see ya make da planet rock



Hahaha dats way to much ass for me baby slow it down right here



(Verse 2:)

Call it what ya want it

Ghetto futuristic come get up on it-acap