(by Limp Bizkit) Chocolate Starfish Gonna keep on rollin' baby Who's in, now who's out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you gonna do now Breathe in, now breathe out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' ... Now I know ya'll be lovin' this sh** right here L. . I. . M. . P... Bizkit is right here People in the house put them hands in the air 'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care (yeah) 1. . 2. . 3. . Times 2 to the 6, Jonesin' for your fix 'cause the Limp Bizkit mix So where the f** you at? Punk shut the f** up And back the f** up Before we f** this track up (Throw your hands up) Who's in, now who's out... You... Wanna mess with Limp Bizkit (yeah) You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?) Because we get it on (when) Everyday and every night (oh) And this platinum thing right here (uh huh) We're doing it all the time (huh) So you better get some better beats And, uh get some better rhymes (doh) We got the game set so don't complain yet Twenty-four seven, never beggin' for a raincheck Old school soldiers pa**in' out the hot sh** That rocks sh** and bounces the mosh pit (Throw your hands up) Who's in, now who's out... Hey Ladies, Hey Fellas And the people that don't give a f** All the lovers, All the haters And all the people that call themselves playas Hot mommas, Pimp daddies And the people rollin' up in Caddies Hey rockers, Hip-Hoppers And everybody all around the world...