Get It Started Lyrics - R.u.l.e. - Ja Rule

(feat. Claudette Ortiz) 

Yeah.. 

It's still Murder, I.N.C. 

[repeat 4X] 

[Ja] I got you mami 

[CO] I got you daddy 

[Chorus: Claudette Ortiz] 

Let's get this party started 

Throw your drink up and move your body 

But you can't get up on it 

'til I see you work harder for it 

see'mon, let's get it started 

Don't you leave me all hot and bothered 

You want me? Come grab it 

Show me that you got me daddy 

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[Ja Rule] 

I got you ma, workin in New York City 

It's Satuday Night Live, and I'm hot so bear with me 

Plus a little tired from the time zone switches 

But right on time to hit a club for a minute 

I get in and get a table, get bottles, some bitches 

come over, they claimin they models 

Until they want a drink they ain't even know who I was 

Until I took my hat off, and then they started backin that ass up 

Whoa! She did this dance with her hands up 

Then she touched her toes and made my thing stand up 

Type of chick that'll have a nigga in handcuffs 

Taste but don't swallow, look but don't touch 

Forbidden, not to be eaten, but she is 

feedin me rotten apples that fall from the tree 

Why don't we leave, just us three, and get acquainted 

Mama I'm just playin - but I'm sayin 

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[Chorus] 

[Ja Rule] 

I got you ma, I'm in L.A., I'm the latest 

Caught the last flight in from JFK 

Baggage claim sign read are-you-L-E 

Takin me straight to the party so I can get started 

Rubbin on bitches like full body massages 

And takin dead aim on all open targets 

Soon as I walk in I see the one 

that I want to be humpin, bouncin, and grindin on 

Her lowrider sit low, you can see her thong 

And she like to get low on her favorite songs 

I'm like don't stop, get it get it, let me get up on it 

Let me see how bad you really want it 

like, them cold nights when you're hot and lonely 

Give me your pager, pick up a phone and call me 

I was thinkin that maybe we could have an orgy 

Mama I'm just playin - but I'm sayin 

[Chorus] 

[Ja Rule] 

I got you ma, and Miami's the scene 

Filled with fast women when they stop intervene 

Tanned up and their walk is mean 

I don't wonder how she got in, I want her out of them jeans 

It seems, me and my team got a routine habit 

Of gettin rid of sweaters as soon as we snag 'em 

In the club, gettin high, relaxin 

I see a few asses that's pacin backwards my way 

The DJ spinnin it backwards 

Givin shouts to actors, athletes and rappers 

Now, let's get it crackin, you know how it happen 

After the party there's an afterparty happenin 

(Let's get this party started) 

Ain't that what you said, or am I hearin things? 

Is you drunk, cause you look like you swerve in both lanes 

Mama I'm just playin - but I'm sayin 

[Chorus] 

[Ja Rule] 

I got you ma, why'know 

Whenever, Murder INC 

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