よみ:じゃすと るーず いっと
Just Lose It 歌詞
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EMINEM
- 2004.11.1 リリース
- 作詞
- YOUNG ANDRE ROMELL , ELIZONDO MICHAEL A JR , MATHERS MARSHALL B III , BATSON MARK , POPE CHE
- 作曲
- YOUNG ANDRE ROMELL , ELIZONDO MICHAEL A JR , MATHERS MARSHALL B III , BATSON MARK , POPE CHE
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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
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 ah ah ah ah)
No worries, pappa's got a brand
new bag of toys
What else could I possibly
do to make noise
I done touched on everything but
little boys
That's not a stab at Micheal
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
Band down touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like T P from my bunghole in the school
if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it
Give a little poot poot, it's okay
(Puut!) Oops my c d just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip
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 ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (Aah ah)
Oh baby baby (Aah ah)
It's Friday and it's my day
Used to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe till Monday,
I don't know what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Got the top down, let my hair blow
I don't know where
I'm going all I know is when I get there
Someone is 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, (ah ah)
Beer goggles! Blind!
I'm just trying to unwind, now I'm
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 ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (Aah ah)
Oh baby baby (Aah ah)
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was running but naked
Down the streets, screaming
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Well 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
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
A step back to reality
Look it's B. Rabbit
Yo you signed me up to battle
I'm a grown man
Dubba dubba dubba dubba dubba
dubba dubba
I don't have any lines to go right here
So tebbi, teletubbies
Fellas! (What?)
Fellas! (What?)
Grab you left nut
And 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 romence or
Butt squeezing, it's the season
Just go, (aah ah ah ah)
So appeasing
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 ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (Aah ah)
Oh baby baby (Aah ah)
(Mmm touch my body
Mmm touch my body)
(Oh boy just touch my body
I mean girl, just touch my body)
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
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 ah ah ah ah)
No worries, pappa's got a brand
new bag of toys
What else could I possibly
do to make noise
I done touched on everything but
little boys
That's not a stab at Micheal
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
Band down touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like T P from my bunghole in the school
if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it
Give a little poot poot, it's okay
(Puut!) Oops my c d just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip
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 ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (Aah ah)
Oh baby baby (Aah ah)
It's Friday and it's my day
Used to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe till Monday,
I don't know what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Got the top down, let my hair blow
I don't know where
I'm going all I know is when I get there
Someone is 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, (ah ah)
Beer goggles! Blind!
I'm just trying to unwind, now I'm
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 ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (Aah ah)
Oh baby baby (Aah ah)
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was running but naked
Down the streets, screaming
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Well 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
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
A step back to reality
Look it's B. Rabbit
Yo you signed me up to battle
I'm a grown man
Dubba dubba dubba dubba dubba
dubba dubba
I don't have any lines to go right here
So tebbi, teletubbies
Fellas! (What?)
Fellas! (What?)
Grab you left nut
And 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 romence or
Butt squeezing, it's the season
Just go, (aah ah ah ah)
So appeasing
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 ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Aah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (Aah ah)
Oh baby baby (Aah ah)
(Mmm touch my body
Mmm touch my body)
(Oh boy just touch my body
I mean girl, just touch my body)