Louis Logic, Jay Love - Get It Started lyrics
[Louis Logic, Jay Love - Get It Started lyrics]
Follow the sounds of the drunken dragon
And just imagine recovering alchies
Jumping from the wagon (Look out)
Someone's staring in that your mom knows
As "The King Of Put Downs"
And "Most Ignorant Snot Nose"
Who got flows, much liver than a 2Pac show
A drug wired truck driver's
On caffeine pills
My nasty spills surpass the thrill
Of the change to chill in
Bed with two muff divers fuck a Budweiser
I'd rather taste the geyser
Of Jaegermeister squirting out a
Stripper's shaved vagina
What a way to find an artist
Waiting for the show to start
Don't snooze punk
There were two drunks on Noah's Ark
Throwing darts in Jehovah's bar
Sipping smooth rum
Scheming on how to stick the
Only chickens who would come
You bet your ass if Lou was
Born I would've had 'em both
Super drunk on Jack and Cokes
And crash the boat ayo J
(What's going on Lou?) let's get it started
Respect to artists at the bar so much
He's never carded it's
(Two for us) and none for you
So who can fuck with J on the beats?
(Or get as drunk as Lou?)
"We keep it tight and that's
The way it's supposed
To be" - Grand Puba 'A Little Of This'
"Ya frontin' boy
Come against me" - Gang Starr 'Full Clip'
"Louis Logic" "JJ brown"
"Y'all ready?" "No!"
Let's get it started catch a harlot
In stretched leather garments and
Wet her carpet i'm in the sex department at
Your local video shop
Trying to ingest Bacardi mixed with some pop
With a grip on my crotch
Looking for lust in all ya slut's blue jeans
It's nothing personal, I'm just too mean
So what new scheme, will I invent next
To blend sex, music and beer?
Into a world of art that you shouldn't hear
I make a profit when I
Take a topless chick's picture
And disfigure the size of the tit's bigger
Cut and paste a couple of sick niggas
Like me and J-Love on the nipples
Spazzing out like a couple of cripples
Who sip liquor till they chuckle a little
Now isn't that cute?
With all this talk about booze and puke
It's no wonder you sick of that dude
They call The Dragon
When they looking for some action
Drunks ain't falling off anymore
I push 'em off the wagon
I'm the evil voice that's in your head
When you're drunk as a skunk
That always has you heading back to the keg
Then you end up splashing your leg
With a river of puke that gets in your boot
And no one at the place will sit next to you
I'm the barer of bad news
A terrible brat who
Sneaks out your mom's window in a
Pair of your dad's shoes
I'll dare her to tattoo
My rap name, square on her ass dude
And deny it like, "I swear I'm not that Lou"
I'm the reason they invented gauze
Cause, I'll clench my jaws
Around your bitches neck
See all men are dogs
But none of 'em like Lou
Will run up and bite you
And just to be spiteful
Start humping your wife too
I'm the rightful ruler and king of the castle
Doing his thing with Long Island Ice Tea
So fuck a Snapple
I'll chug a flask full of whisky
And ask you to diss me after I'm pissy
Just to prove how much I love to battle
And just imagine recovering alchies
Jumping from the wagon (Look out)
Someone's staring in that your mom knows
As "The King Of Put Downs"
And "Most Ignorant Snot Nose"
Who got flows, much liver than a 2Pac show
A drug wired truck driver's
On caffeine pills
My nasty spills surpass the thrill
Of the change to chill in
Bed with two muff divers fuck a Budweiser
I'd rather taste the geyser
Of Jaegermeister squirting out a
Stripper's shaved vagina
What a way to find an artist
Waiting for the show to start
Don't snooze punk
There were two drunks on Noah's Ark
Throwing darts in Jehovah's bar
Sipping smooth rum
Scheming on how to stick the
Only chickens who would come
You bet your ass if Lou was
Born I would've had 'em both
Super drunk on Jack and Cokes
And crash the boat ayo J
(What's going on Lou?) let's get it started
Respect to artists at the bar so much
He's never carded it's
(Two for us) and none for you
So who can fuck with J on the beats?
(Or get as drunk as Lou?)
"We keep it tight and that's
The way it's supposed
To be" - Grand Puba 'A Little Of This'
"Ya frontin' boy
Come against me" - Gang Starr 'Full Clip'
"Louis Logic" "JJ brown"
"Y'all ready?" "No!"
Let's get it started catch a harlot
In stretched leather garments and
Wet her carpet i'm in the sex department at
Your local video shop
Trying to ingest Bacardi mixed with some pop
With a grip on my crotch
Looking for lust in all ya slut's blue jeans
It's nothing personal, I'm just too mean
So what new scheme, will I invent next
To blend sex, music and beer?
Into a world of art that you shouldn't hear
I make a profit when I
Take a topless chick's picture
And disfigure the size of the tit's bigger
Cut and paste a couple of sick niggas
Like me and J-Love on the nipples
Spazzing out like a couple of cripples
Who sip liquor till they chuckle a little
Now isn't that cute?
With all this talk about booze and puke
It's no wonder you sick of that dude
They call The Dragon
When they looking for some action
Drunks ain't falling off anymore
I push 'em off the wagon
I'm the evil voice that's in your head
When you're drunk as a skunk
That always has you heading back to the keg
Then you end up splashing your leg
With a river of puke that gets in your boot
And no one at the place will sit next to you
I'm the barer of bad news
A terrible brat who
Sneaks out your mom's window in a
Pair of your dad's shoes
I'll dare her to tattoo
My rap name, square on her ass dude
And deny it like, "I swear I'm not that Lou"
I'm the reason they invented gauze
Cause, I'll clench my jaws
Around your bitches neck
See all men are dogs
But none of 'em like Lou
Will run up and bite you
And just to be spiteful
Start humping your wife too
I'm the rightful ruler and king of the castle
Doing his thing with Long Island Ice Tea
So fuck a Snapple
I'll chug a flask full of whisky
And ask you to diss me after I'm pissy
Just to prove how much I love to battle