All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

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 

All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT

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 it's 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 

All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT 

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 ???

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 

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 

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