[Intro: V.I.C & Soulja Boy]
(Soulja Boy tell 'em!)
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)

[Chorus: V.I.C]
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)

[Verse 1: V.I.C.]
My chain too silly (Okay) my wrists too silly (Okay)
The girls throw me fish cause my rims Big Willie
My ride too silly, (Okay)
I ride too silly, (Okay)
With four fantastic ho's cause I got a dilly
Cause now I'm worth a millie, (Okay) forget a rubberband
Cause you can't put a rubber band around a bill-ion
I be wildin' on a island somewhere just like Gilligan
Drillin' hoes like a dentist then then then I fill her in
Ey back back back, I'm the man girlfriend
I'm the reason why you wanna lose your man girlfriend (Haha!)
I'm calm like the sea, (Sea)
I'm blowed like the wind, (Wind)
And now that I'm straight, I'm 'bout to act a fool again
[Pre-Chorus: V.I.C]
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)

[Chorus: V.I.C]
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)

[Verse 2: V.I.C.]
My shades too silly cause they made by Cavalli
J's so exotic, you can't find 'em lil' buddy
I'm not Nick Cannon, but I'm "Wild'n Out" clubbin'
Watchin' everybody jockin', while I'm poppin' sum'n bubbly
Poppin' sum'n bubbly, I'm tryin to do it big!
Da boy from the A, I'm tryin to represent!
Dem haters in my way, I play this game to win!
Watch me take it to the ally, knock 'em all off like some pins
When I drop, drop, drop, I'mma sell like silly
Cause everybody dancin' and everybody feel me
With stacks in my jeans, just like my name was Billy
While I'm jockin' on you haters, just like I pop a wheelie
[Pre-Chorus: V.I.C]
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)

[Chorus: V.I.C]
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)

[Interlude]
That's all y'all got! (That's all they got)
Y'all ain't even fightin' back man
First Hurricane, then Soulja Boy (That's right)
Then the African prince of Collipark, V.I.C. yup!

[Chorus: V.I.C]
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey)
[Outro]
It's all over homey, Collipark homey
Soulja Boy! (What up?) you snapped on the beat
You and Package Store snapped on the beat boy!
I'm tired of slappin these punks around
They bore me, ha ha
Yo, yo, yo