Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born

One, two, three Not only you and me Got one eighty degrees And I'm caught in between Peter, Paul and Mary Gettin' down with 3P Everybody loves me

Get down and dirty I know you heard me (Everybody get down) Yeah, if we only got one night Forget about the world outside Put your hands up real high I'm tasty, delicious, I'm rough around the edges My mind is obsessive, my flex is aggressive Glad I

Ey oh ey oh, when a guy like me Ey oh ey oh, gets a girl like you Yeah, you better know we're going to take it downtown, Showin' everybody what I'm crazy about. Ey oh ey oh, anywhere we go, ey oh ey oh, gotta let 'em all know. And I'mma tattoo your name

Stand up this is renegade music Everybody, everybody get down! Take it to another level right now No resolution Take back your life right now Are you ready for some new shit? But nothing changes Until the people get loud So get down

I drink to that, yeah yeah Don't let the bastards get ya down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Cheers to the freakin' weekend Yeah yeah yeah Oh let the Jameson sink in Everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to that (yeah yeah

So D.J. spin the sounds There ain't no way that your gonna Groove all night Keep the boogie alright Get that sound Everybody just get on down Sit us down Gonna dance 'til we burn this disco out There's a steam beat

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

And I can't feel my face no more Oh no the bottle's low Oh no we up in smoke And I can't feel my face no more I'm so high So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab And everybody get down like you just got out of rehab Let's get fucked up, put

Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie Ride wit me Come ride wit Trice, man I brought my man wit me Curtis Interscope Jack (ha ha) Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif' yeah Holla at 'em