Just Lose It

Yellin' at an old lady touch my body"
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes

Oh you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out, yeah
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
It's the season, just go ah ah ah ah, it's so appeasin'
Just lose it

(Ah ah ah ah ah)

I'm just tryin' to unwind, now I'm
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Girl you know you're my world, alright now lose it
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Girl you know you're my world, alright now lose it
It's Friday and it's my day
Now what's ya name girl, what's ya sign?
Go crazy
And everyone just heard you let one rip
Papa's got a brand new bag of toys
They say I was runnin' butt naked
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
Grab your left nut, make your right one jealous what
That's not a stab at Michael
Used to party all the way to Sunday
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance
Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
Of child molestation accusates
Go crazy

Oh baby (ah ah)
Now snap back to reality, look it's B. Rabbit
Oops my CD just skipped
I've done touched on everything but little boys
Ah ah ah ah ah, no worries

I don't have any lines to go right here so tubba
To the center of the dance floor
And I don't mean rap as in a new case
Oh baby
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl, girl, girl
Everyday's just a holiday
Everyone report to the dance floor
Just lose it
Oh baby
Down the street screamin' "Ah ah ah ah"
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?
Oh baby, baby
Like TP for my bung hole and it's cool if you let one go
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl

They said. "Save it, boy we got you on tape
Dre, ah, ah, beer goggles, blind
It's your chance for a little romance or butt squeezin'
(Ah ah)
(Ah ah)
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Man you must be up out yo mind

(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kind of breezy
Oh baby
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Oh baby

Tellytubby fellas, what, fellas, what
Go crazy
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
Everything looks like it's '8 Mile' now
(Ah ah)
All I know is this much, I'm not guilty
Alright stop, pajama time
Is when I get there someone's gonna touch my body

(Ah ah)
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba
(Ah ah)

Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance
Would you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Come here little kiddies on my lap
Girl you know you're my world, alright now lose it
Touch my body, touch my body
Just lose it
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
Maybe 'til Monday, I don't know what day
Guess who's back with a brand new rap
I don't know where I'm goin', all I know
Let the top down and my hair blow
Give a little poot poot, it's okay
Tall girls, small girls, I'm callin' all girls
It's real intense, no one makes a sound