Things take a dark turn as Will reveals his more terrifying intentions.

WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY

Willie is a psycho and a dance floor pro, he sprints marathons, is addicted to eye damage, is fluent in pig latin, prone to kidnapping, loves the Spice Girls, and fake smokes cigars

THE LYRICS

On your mark ready set let's go

Dance floor pro I know you know

I go psycho when my new joint hit

Just can't sit

Got to get jiggy wit it, thats it

Now honey honey come ride

DKNY all up in my eye

You gotta Prada bag with a lot a stuff in it

Give it to your friend let's spin

Everybody lookin' at me

Glancin' the kid

Wish you nig was dancin' the jig

Here with this handsome kid

Ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba

I just bite it

It's for the look I don't light it

Illway the amay on the anceday orflay

Give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay

Yo my cardio is infinite

Ha ha

Big willie style's all in it

Gettin' jiggy wit it