Lyrics: DJ Quik. Get Loaded.

I don't get it
I mean you niggas claim to be riders and thugged out
And super OG and all that old shit
But for real, what would you really rather be doin'?

Would you rather be in these streets
Scrappin' and shootin' with these niggas?
Or somewhere with a blunt in your mouth
Getting ya dick sucked by a bad ass bitch?
Oh yeah that's me babe

Now super socka with gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Are sippin', suckin' on my sausage gave the stripper some power
Limpin' every time she get lead, you come poppin' that shit
Then whimper like a little puppy when your walls get hit

Suckin' 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 you 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 butter and jelly
Pull apart when you get silly then just sleep on ya belly

Don't go tell him, it was me that had you all in the cut
Cock in ya twat, tongue in ya ear, thumb in ya butt
Making you nut, my nuts they endorse your chin
I graduated from ya cock and took the course again

Now can we get loaded, get yo ass drunk, you can buy me a beer
Can we get loaded, I'll buy you a beer to help break the ice
Get loaded, it's a whole lot of ass, back in those days, you better know it
Get loaded, get yo ass drunk, come fuck me good baby

Well I met this bitch, she hard like a man
5'6, ass thick with a crispy cream tan
Jawbone like no other and quick to get another
Hooker just like her to come and 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 niggas she did but bitch
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 ass was all squashed
Saying, "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 ass drunk, you can buy me a beer
Get loaded, I'll buy you a beer to help break the ice
Get loaded, it's a whole lot of ass, back in those days, you better know it
Get loaded, get yo ass drunk, come fuck me good baby

I took ya from bones to don pi, free 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 ass 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 [Incomprehensible] 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 fuckin' push was pull
Mixed with Belvedere and Red Bull shit
I took a bump with a pimp and thought what the fuck?
And tried to stick my other nut up in her but

So she can get loaded, get yo ass 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 ass back in those days you better know it
Get loaded get yo ass drunk come fuck me good baby