Just Lose It

Album

Encore (Eminem album)

Label

Shady Records

Genre

Comedy hip hop

Duration

8:00

Composer(s)

Marshall Mathers;Andre Young;Mike Elizondo;Mark Batson;Chris Pope

Entered Chart

Oct 9, 2004

Peak Date

Oct 30, 2004

Released

September 28, 2004

Recorded

Unknown

Catalog #

Shady/Aftermath 003684

This is a romp through a list of Eminem's fellow superstars from Michael Jackson to Justin Timberlake via Pee-Wee Herman (the gargled "Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha" of the chorus is the comedian's signature giggle) atop a loose theme of a drunken night out on the look out for some female company. The controversial video pokes fun at Michael Jackson, which upset him. Jackson complained about the video, and although Eminem wouldn't apologize, a few networks (like B.E.T.) refused to play it at his request. Eminem wrote this at a time when his songs were getting really goofy, as he was battling an addiction to prescription drugs. He told Rolling Stone in 2010: "That's when the wheels were coming off. Every day I had a pocketful of pills, and I would just go into the studio and goof off."

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
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 done touched on everything but little boys
And 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 T-P 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
Oops, my CD 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 (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)

Well, 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
Every day's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda 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
Could 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 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 (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)

Well, it's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming (ah-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've got you on tape"
Yelling an old lady to 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 step back to reality, look it's B. Rabbit, yo, you signed me up to battle?
I'm a grown man, chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba-chubba
I don't have any lines to go right here so
So, chubba-Teletubby
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
Butt squeezing, it's the season
Just go (ah-ah-ah-ah), it's so appeasin'

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 (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)

Nom-nom, touch my body
Nom-nom-nom, touch my body
Ooh boy, just touch my body
I mean, girl, just touch my body