Dj Quik - Get Loaded lyrics

[DJ Quik] I don't get it I mean you n***as claim to be riders and thugged out And super OG and all that old sh** But for real, what would you really rather be doin? Would you rather be in these streets scrappin and shootin with these n***as Or somewhere with a blunt in your mouth Getting ya dick s**ed by a bad a** b**h? (Yeah that's me) Hm? Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour Sippin, s**in on my sausage gave the stripper some power Limpin everytime she get lead, you come poppin that sh** Then wimper like a little puppy when your walls get hit s**in ya thumb I make ya cum, one by one Till we both get up the mountain and just pop like guns Composure, if I keep it past the two-minute mark I'ma bang till the sun peaks so you in the dark Cus I'll lick you for 15, make you steamy and cream Then lick you for 30 more cus I'm a nympho's dream What the dealy? We stay like peanut bu*ter and jelly Pull apart when you get silly then just eat on ya belly Don't go tell him, it was me that had you all in the Cut co*k in ya twat, tongue in ya ear, numb in ya bu*t Making you nut, my nuts they endorse your chin I graduated from ya co*k and took the course again Now can we... (Get Loaded) "Get yo a** drunk" "You can buy me a beer" (Get Loaded) "I'll buy you a beer...to help break the ice" (Get Loaded) "A whole lot of a**...back in those days" "You better know it" (Get Loaded) "Get yo a** drunk" "Oh, f** me good baby" [DJ Quik] Well I met this b**h, she hard like a man 5'6, a** thick with a crispy cream tan Jawbone like no other and quick to get another Hooker just like her to come stroke y'all bird She be hummin on your balls, never wear no drawers Lift her skirt up out in public, pager overflowed with calls Ditchin outta school to come and kick it with y'all Givin you braggin rights for the homies when she hand you a bra But she married now, got a husband and kids Tryin to settle down, shake all them n***as she did but b**h Age'll never take the freak out of a freak You gon still want a different dick 3 Fridays outta week One day I bumped into her at the car wash With her kids, titties fell, and her a** was all squashed Sayin "I go to church and I live with my spouse" "But follow me and let me drop my kids off at pumpkin's house" "So we can..." (Get Loaded) "Get yo a** drunk" "Can buy me a beer?" (Get Loaded) "I'll buy you a beer...to help break the ice" (Get Loaded) "A whole lot of a**...back in those days" "You better know it" (Get Loaded) "Get yo a** drunk" "Oh, f** me good baby" [AMG] I took ya from Boone's to Don Pi, French styles to MTV Demo tapes to my new CD I'm still the God to your Vertical Joyride And will, coat your whole hide with fluoride When I smack that a** don't forget ya chips When I slide between ya titties better wet ya lips I'm the imp the dimp, the ladies pimp The women fight even though they are dikes When she grabbed the mic, it felt like she had two tongues KY'ed the (?) and then stroked the two buns It was fun and all But one of my balls was stuck up in the sugar walls Y'all had to pull and push Man the f**in push was pull Mixed with Belvedere and Red Bull sh** I took (?) pimp and thought what the f**? And tried to stick my other nut up in her bu*t so she can... (Get Loaded) "Get yo a** drunk" "Can buy me a beer?" (Get Loaded) "I'll buy you a beer...to help break the ice" (Get Loaded) "A whole lot of a**...back in those days" "You better know it" (Get Loaded) "Get yo a** drunk" "Oh, f** me good baby" [Intro Skit to "Gina Statuatorré" at the end of track]