DJ Quik Get Loaded Lyrics

[DJ Quik]
I don't get it
I mean you n____s claim to be riders and thugged out
And super OG and all that old s___
But for real, what would you really rather be doin?
Would you rather be in these streets scrappin and shootin with these n____s
Or somewhere with a blunt in your mouth
Getting ya d___ sucked by a bad a__ b____? (Yeah that's me) Hm?

Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Sippin, suckin on my sausage gave the stripper some power
Limpin everytime she get lead, you come poppin that s___
Then wimper like a little puppy when your walls get hit
Suckin ya thumb I make ya c__, 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 b___er 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
c___ in ya t___, tongue in ya ear, thumb in ya b___
Making you nut, my nuts they endorse your chin
I graduated from ya c___ 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____, 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 b____, 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____s she did but b____
Age'll never take the freak out of a freak
You gon still want a different d___ 3 Fridays outta week
One day I b__ped into her at the car wash
With her kids, t__ties 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, 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 a__ don't forget ya chips
When I slide between ya t__ties 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 b____ 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
s___ I took (?) pimp and thought what the f___?
And tried to stick my other nut up in her b___ so she can...

Intro Skit to "Gina Statuatorré" at the end of track