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>> LyricsProvider.com presents: "Just lose it - Dr Dre ft/ Eminem"

Just Lose It

Dr Dre ft/ Eminem

Album: unknown
Into:
(Eminem making sounds)
ok..
Guess who's back
Back again
Shady's back
Tell a friend
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 investigation accusation
Aah aah aah aah aah 
now worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys
what else could I possibly do to make noise
I'd an touched on everything, but little boys
That's not a stab at Micheal
That's just a metaphore, I'm just physco
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
Band down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like teepee from my bum hole 
in the school 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
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Oh baby
Aah aah 
Oh baby baby aah aah

Verse 2:
It's Friday and it's my day
Used to party all the way to sunday
Maybe till monday, I dunno what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Got the top down, let my hair blow
I dunno where i'm goin'
All I know is when I get there
Someones gonna touch my body
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feel 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
What's your name girl
What's your sign
man you must be up out your mind
Dre aah aah 
Beer goggles blind 
I'm just trying to unwind 

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
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Oh baby
Aah aah 
Oh baby baby aah aah


Verse 3:
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happend
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming 
Aah aah aah aah aah 
mother I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said save it 
boy we catch you on tape
tellin an old lady, touch my body
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It's really tense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
A step back to reality 
Look it's B.Rabbit 
You signed me up to battle
I'm a grown man 
Duba duba duba duba duba duba
I don't have any lines to go right here so
Duba duba duba duba fella's what? fella's what?
Grab you left nut, make right one jealous what?
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls 
Tall girls
Small girls
I'm calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romentor 
Butt squeezin it's the season
Just go aah aah aah aah
It's so appealing

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
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah 
Oh baby
Aah aah 
Oh baby baby aah aah

Outro: 
Mmmmm touch my body
Mmmmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body

Love Always *Sin-D*

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