Get It Started - Claudette Ortiz & Ja Rule: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Claudette Ortiz & Ja Rule

Get It Started

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Get It Started was released on November 9, 2004 by I.G. Records, Inc./Universal Records as a part of the album R.U.L.E.

Song Details

Release DateNovember 9, 2004

LabelI.G. Records, Inc./Universal Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM103

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ja Rule

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jeffrey Atkins

Songwriter

Irving Lorenzo

Songwriter

Kendred Smith

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Irv Gotti

Producer

Milwaukee Buck

Recording Engineer

Won Bee Allen

Recording Engineer

Terry 'T-Mac' Herbert

Terry 'T-Mac' Herbert

Assistant Recording Engineer

Gavin “YG” Johnston

Assistant Recording Engineer

Brian Springer

Mixing Engineer

Mimi Parker

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Jimi Kendrix

Producer

Tom Coyne

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah, it's still murder, INC

I got you, ma

I got you, daddy

I got you, ma

I got you, daddy

I got you, ma

I got you, daddy

I got you, ma

I got you, daddy

[Verse 2]

Let's get this party started, throw your drink up and move your body (Come on)

But you can't get up on it till I see you work harder for it (Uh huh, yeah)

Come on, let's get it started, don't you leave me all hot and bothered

You want me? (Yeah) Come grab it (Uh)

Show me that you got me, daddy

[Verse 3]

I got you, ma, workin' in New York City

It's Saturday 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

[Verse 4]

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 **** in handcuffs

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

Forbidden, not to be eaten but she is

Feeding 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'

[Verse 5]

Let's get this party started, throw your drink up and move your body (Come on)

But you can't get up on it till I see you work harder for it (Uh huh, yeah)

Come on, let's get it started, don't you leave me all hot and bothered

You want me? (Yeah) Come grab it (Uh)

Show me that you got me, daddy

[Verse 6]

I got you, ma, I'm in LA, 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

[Verse 7]

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 pages, pick up a phone and call me

I was thinkin' that maybe we could have an orgy

Ma, I'm just playin' but I'm sayin'

[Verse 8]

Let's get this party started, throw your drink up and move your body (Come on)

But you can't get up on it till I see you work harder for it (Uh huh, yeah)

Come on, let's get it started, don't you leave me all hot and bothered

You want me? (Yeah) Come grab it (Uh)

Show me that you got me, daddy

[Verse 9]

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

[Verse 10]

The DJ spinnin' it backwards

Giving shouts to actors, athletes and rappers

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

After the party there's an afterparty happening

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?

Mami, I'm just playin' but I'm sayin'

[Verse 11]

Let's get this party started, throw your drink up and move your body (Come on)

But you can't get up on it till I see you work harder for it (Uh huh, yeah)

Come on, let's get it started, don't you leave me all hot and bothered

You want me? (Yeah) Come grab it (Uh)

Show me that you got me, daddy

[Verse 12]

I got you, ma

You know, whenever

Murder INC

Flexing

Written by: C. Ortiz, Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, K. Smith, R. Toby

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