Eminem - Just Lose it - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: Gm ]

Gm                                                     Eb
 Down, down, down,  down, down, down,  down, down, down,  down!
    Gm                                            Eb                Gm
Ok, guess who's back?  back again, Shady's back, tell a friend, whaaaaaaaa

     Gm                                         Gm/A
Now everyone report to the dance floor, to the dance floor, to the dance floor
     Gm/Bb                                      Gm/C NC
Now everyone report to the dance floor, alright stop,   pajama time

     Gm
Come here little kiddies, on my lap, guess who's back with a brand new rap?
                                           Eb                            Gm
And I don't mean rap as in a new case of child investigate and accusate (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

No worries, papa's got a brand new bag of toys, what else could I possibly do to make noise?
         Eb
I done touched on everything, but little boys
 Gm
That's not a stab at Michael, that's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
                                            Eb
I go a little bit crazy sometimes, I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Gm
Good God, dip, do a little slide, bend down, touch your toes and just glide
                                                  Eb
Up the center of the dance floor, like TP for my bunghole, and it's cool if you let one go
Gm
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?  give a little "poot poot", it's ok! [fart]
                              Eb
Oops my cd just skipped, and everyone just heard you let one rip

    Gm
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
                                        Eb
Oops I mean girl, girl girl girl, girl you know you're my world
             Gm
Alright now lose it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha), just lose it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                               Eb
Go crazy (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha), oh baby (ha-ha), oo baby, baby (ha-ha)

            Gm
Well, it's Friday and it's my day, just to party all the way to Sunday
                                            Eb
Maybe 'til Monday, I dunno what day, every day's just a holiday
                Gm
Crusin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda breezy, got the top down, lettin' my hair blow
                                                   Eb
I dunno where I'm goin', all I know is when I get there, someone's gonna "touch my body"
   Gm
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?
 Eb
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (yeah)
      Gm
Now, what's your name girl?  what's your sign?  "man, you must be up out your mind"
                                  Eb
Dre! (ha-ha) beer goggles, blind, I'm just tryin to unwind, now I'm

 Gm
I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
                                        Eb
Oops I mean girl, girl girl girl, girl you know you're my world
             Gm
Alright now lose it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha), just lose it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                               Eb
Go crazy (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha), oh baby (ha-ha), oo baby, baby (ha-ha)

      Gm
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up, I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
                                             Eb
They say I was running butt naked down the street screaming, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
          Gm
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember, all I know is this much, I'm not guilty
                                                        Eb
They said, save it, boy we gotcha you on tape, yellin' at an old lady, touch my body
     /G
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down, it gets real intense, no one makes a sound
                                            /Eb                           /D
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now, the beat comes back and everybody lose themselves

      Gm
Snap 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 chubbie
                   Eb                                   Gm
I don't have any lines to go right here so, chubba Teletubbie!

Fella's (what?) fella's (what?) grab your left nut, make your right one jealous (what?)
                                                    Eb
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls, tall girls, small girls, I'm callin' all girls
Gm
Everyone report to the dance floor, it's your chance for a little romance or
                                         Eb
Butt squeezin' it's the season, just go (ha-ha-ha-ha), it's so appeasin'

 Gm
I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
                                        Eb
Oops I mean girl, girl girl girl, girl you know you're my world
             Gm
Alright now lose it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha), just lose it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                               Eb
Go crazy (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha), oh baby (ha-ha), oo baby, baby (ha-ha)

Gm
Ummmmmm touch my body, ummmmmm touch my body
                            Eb                              Gm Eb
Ooh boy just touch my body, I mean girl just touch my body


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