Steve King - Just Lose It lyrics

[Intro] Down down down Down down down Down down down Down okay 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 molestation accusations Ah ah ah ah ah, no worries Papa's got a brand new bag of toys What else could I possibly do to make noise? I've 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 To the center of the dance floor Like TP for my bung-hole 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 sound* Oops, my CD just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip [Hook] Now I'm gonna make you dance It's your chance, yeah boy, shake that a** Whoops, I mean girl… girl, girl, girl Girl, you know you're my world Alright, now lose it! (ah ah ah ah ah) Just lose it! (ah ah ah ah ah) Go crazy! (ah ah ah ah ah) Oh, baby (ah ah) oh, baby, baby (ah ah) [Verse 2] It's Friday and it's my day Just to party all the way to Sunday Maybe 'til Monday, I don't know what day Everyday's just a holiday Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kind of breezy Let the top down and my hair blow I don't know 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 Would 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? (Man, you must be up out your mind) Dre (ah ah) beer goggles, blind I'm just tryin' to unwind, now I'm… [Hook] Now I'm gonna make you dance It's your chance, yeah boy, shake that a** Whoops, I mean girl… girl, girl, girl Girl, you know you're my world Alright, now lose it! (ah ah ah ah ah) Just lose it! (ah ah ah ah ah) Go crazy! (ah ah ah ah ah) Oh, baby (ah ah) oh, baby, baby (ah ah) [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 runnin' bu*t naked Down the street screamin' (ah ah ah ah) Your honor, 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 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 Now snap back to reality; look, there's B. Rabbit! "Oh, you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man!" Chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chubby I don't have any lines to go right here, so chuba tellytubby Fellas! (what?) fellas! (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 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 (ah ah ah ah); it's so appeasin' [Hook] Now I'm gonna make you dance It's your chance, yeah boy, shake that a** Whoops, I mean girl… girl, girl, girl Girl, you know you're my world Alright, now lose it! (ah ah ah ah ah) Just lose it! (ah ah ah ah ah) Go crazy! (ah ah ah ah ah) Oh, baby (ah ah) oh, baby, baby (ah ah) [Outro] Touch my body Touch my body Oooh boy, touch my body I mean girl, touch my body