- Votes:
- Composers:
- Mark Batson
- Marshall Mathers
- Michael Elizondo
- Andre Young
- Che Pope
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- dance
- eminem
- rap
 
- See also:
Eminem - Just Lose It lyrics
[Intro]
 [Eminem making sounds:]
 Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down!
 Ok...
 Guess who's back?
 Back again
 Shady's back
 Tell a friend
 Whaaaaaaaa
 Now everyone report to the dance floor
 To the dance floor, to the dance floor
 Now everyone report to the dance floor
 Alright Stop!... Pajama time
 [Verse 1]
 Come here little kiddies, On my lap
 Guess who's back with a brand new rap?
 And I don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation
 (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
 No worries, papa's got a brand new bag of toys
 What else could I possibly do to make noise?
 I done touched on everything, but little boys
 That's not a stab at Michael
 That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
 I go a little bit crazy sometimes
 I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
 Good God, dip, do a little slide
 Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
 Up the center of the dance floor
 Like TP for my bunghole
 And it's cool if you let one go
 Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?
 Give a little "poot poot", it's OK! [Fart Sound]
 Oops my CD just skipped
 And everyone just heard you let one rip
 [Chorus]
 Now I'm gonna make you dance
 It's your chance
 Yeah boy shake that ass
 Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
 Girl you know you're my world
 Alright now lose it
 (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
 Just lose it
 (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
 Go crazy
 (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
 Oh baby
 (HA-HA)
 Oh baby, baby
 (HA-HA)
 [Verse 2]
 Well, it's Friday and it's my day
 Just to party all the way to Sunday
 Maybe 'til Monday, I dunno what day
 Everyday's just a holidayEminem - Just Lose It - http://motolyrics.com/eminem/just-lose-it-lyrics.html
 Crusin' on the freeway
 Feelin' kinda breezy
 Got the top down, lettin' my hair blow
 I dunno where I'm goin'
 All I know is when I get there
 Someone's gonna "touch my body"
 Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
 But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
 Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
 Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
 Now, what's your name girl?
 What's your sign?
 [Dr Dre] "Man, you must be up out your mind"
 DRE! (HA-HA)
 Beer Goggles! Blind!
 I'm just tryna unwind now I'm
[Chorus]
 [Verse 3]
 It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
 I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
 They say I was running butt naked
 Down the street screaming
 (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
 Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
 All I know is this much
 I'm not guilty
 They said, "Save it, boy we gotcha you on tape
 Yellin' at an old lady 'Touch my body! '"
 Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
 It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
 Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
 The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
 Snap back to reality
 Look it's B.Rabbit!
 Yo you signed me up to battle! ?
 I'm a grown man!
 Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubbie
 I don't have any lines to go right here so, chubba teletubbie!
 Fella's (WHAT! ) Fella's (WHAT! )
 Grab your left nut, make your right one jealous (what?)
 Black girls, white girls
 Skinny girls, fat girls
 Tall girls, small girls
 I'm callin' all girls
 Everyone report to the dance floor
 It's your chance for a little romance or
 Butt squeezin' it's the season
 Just go (HA-HA-HA-HA)
 It's so appeasin'
[Chorus]
 [Outro]
 UmMmMmm touch my body
 UmMmMmm touch my body
 Ooh boy just touch my body
 I mean girl just touch my body














