DJ Quik, AMG - Get Loaded lyrics

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?
(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 shit
Then wimper 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 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 eat 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
Numb 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"
(Get Loaded) "I'll buy you a
Beerto help break the ice"
(Get Loaded) "A whole lot of assback in
Those days" "You better know it"
(Get Loaded) "Get yo ass drunk" "Oh
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 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
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 ass drunk"
"Can buy me a beer?"
(Get Loaded) "I'll buy you a
Beerto help break the ice"
(Get Loaded) "A whole lot of assback in
Those days" "You better know it"
(Get Loaded) "Get yo ass drunk" "Oh
Fuck me good baby"

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 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 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 pimp and thought what the fuck?
And tried to stick my other nut up
In her butt so she can

(Get Loaded) "Get yo ass drunk"
"Can buy me a beer?"
(Get Loaded) "I'll buy you a
Beerto help break the ice"
(Get Loaded) "A whole lot of assback in
Those days" "You better know it"
(Get Loaded) "Get yo ass drunk" "Oh
Fuck me good baby"