Eminem - Just Lose It (DJ Green Lantern remix) lyrics

Okay! Guess who's back (back, back) Back again ( 'gain, 'gain) Shady's back (back, back) Tell a friend (friend, 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 Come here little kiddies, on my lap Guess who's back with a brand new rap And I don't mean wrap as in a new case Of child molestation accusation Aah aah aah aah aah No worries, papa's got a brand new bag of toys What else could I possibly do to make noise Having touched on everything but little boys An' 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 tee pee 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 okay (*fart*) Oops my CD just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip Now I'm gonna make you dance Get your chance, yeah boy shake that a** 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(aah aah) It's Friday and it's my day Used to party all the way to Sunday Maybe till Monday, I dunno what day Every day's just a holiday Cruisin' 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 someone's gonna touch my body 'Scuse 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...there What's your name girl, what's your sign Dr. Dre: Man, you must be up out your mind Eminem: Dre, aah aah, beer goggles, blind I'm just trying to unwind now I'm Now I'm gonna make you dance Get your chance Yeah boy shake that a** 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(aah aah) It's Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail and I don't know what happened They say I was running bu*t 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 Boy we got you on tape Yelling 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 A step back to reality Look it's B. Rabbit You signed me up to battle I'm a grown man Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba I don't have any lines to go right here so Tubba Teletubbie Fellas (What?) fellas (What?) Grab your left nut, make the 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 romance or bu*t squeezin', it's the season Just go aah aah aah aah, it's so appeasing Now I'm gonna make you dance Get your chance Yeah boy shake that a** 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(aah aah) Mmmmm touch my body Mmmmm touch my body Ooh boy just touch my body I mean girl just touch my body