Luyện nghe bài hát Just Lose It (instrumental)

Okay, guess back, back again
back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance
To the dance floor, to the dance
Now everyone report to the floor
stop, pajama time

Come here little on my lap
who's back with a brand new rap
And I don't rap as in a new case
Of child accusates
Ah ah ah ah ah, no
Papa's got a brand new bag of
What else could I possibly do to noise?
I've done touched on everything but little

That's not a at Michael
just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy
I get a little bit out of control with my
Good God, dip, do a slide
Bend down, touch toes, and just glide
To the of the dance floor
Like TP for my bung hole and cool if you let one go

gonna know, who'd hear it?
Give a little poot poot, it's
Oops my CD just
And everyone heard you let one rip

Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I girl, girl, girl, girl
Girl you know you're my world, now lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Go
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh
(Ah ah)
Oh
(Ah ah)

It's and it's my day
Used to all the way to Sunday
Maybe 'til Monday, I know what day
Everyday's a holiday
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' of breezy
Let the top and my hair blow
I know where I'm goin', all I know
Is when I get there someone's gonna my body

Excuse me miss, I don't mean to like a jerk
But I'm feelin' a little stressed out from work
Would you punch me in the and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe my eyes out, yeah
Now what's ya girl, what's ya sign?
Man you must be up out yo
Dre, ah, ah, goggles, blind
I'm just to unwind, now I'm

Now I'm gonna you dance, it's your chance
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl
you know you're my world, alright now lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Just it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Go
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh
(Ah ah)
Oh (ah ah)

Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what
say I was runnin' butt naked
Down the street "Ah ah ah ah"
Well I'm sorry, I don't
All I know is this much, I'm not
said. "Save it, boy we got you on tape
Yellin' at an old touch my body"

Now this is the where the rap breaks down
It's intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like '8 Mile' now
The beat comes back and everybody lose
Now snap to reality, look it's B. Rabbit
Oh you me up to battle? I'm a grown man
Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba
I don't have any lines to go right so tubba

fellas, what, fellas, what
Grab your nut, make your right one jealous what
Black girls, girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I'm all girls
report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romance or squeezin'
It's the season, just go ah ah ah ah, it's so

Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your
Yeah boy, that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
you know you're my world, alright now lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Just it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Go
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh
(Ah ah)
Oh baby,
(Ah ah)

Touch my body, touch my
Oh boy just touch my body, I girl just touch my body