JA RULE - Get It Started

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    JA RULE LYRICS
    
    "Get It Started"(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
    C'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
    
    [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
    
    [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 R-U-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 wanna 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, y'know
    Whenever, Murder INC
    Flex-in

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