Just loose it Ukulele tab

	  
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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