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| Eminem Encore Just Lose It (video verison) Just Lose It 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 Everday'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 say "that's my spot" 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 stomache and pull my hair Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out...ewww What's your name girl What's your sign Dr Dre: Man, you must be up out your mind Dre aah aah Dear god Goes blind I'm just trying to unwind some time 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 Well I'm sorry, I don't remember All I know is this much I'm not guilty They said save it Before we catch you on tape Now 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 But 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 |
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