Ludacris - Get Lit lyrics

When the liquor get up in me When the liquor get up in me When the liquor get up in me When the liquor get up in me I'm a motherf**in' beast (When the liquor get up in me) Tell these n***as clear the streets (When the liquor get up in me) I'll be all up in my zone (When the liquor get up in me) I ain't never going home (When the liquor get up in me) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** I'mma drink until I'm drunk (drunk), smoke until I'm high (high) Hustle till I ball (ball), get money till I die (die) These haters want my paper and the snakes is out to get me So when I leave this b**h I'm taking everything with me With my wrist glowing and my fist throwing And my Lamborghini Aventador sneak it on the block Been going and I been flowing I gotta say that Ludacris, a n***a never gonna stop Hanging with women that's loving them d** Neighborhood call me the plug of the plug Poppin' a pill and then jump in the tub We buy out the bar, we buy out the club Got a black, AMX, I left home, no Visa Talk money, and my money, talk back, like Caesar Mix soda, with the syrup, we be leaning like the Tower of Pisa And if y'all don't f** with us, then we don't f** with y'all either I'm a motherf**in' beast (When the liquor get up in me) Tell these n***as clear the streets (When the liquor get up in me) I'll be all up in my zone (When the liquor get up in me) I ain't never going home (When the liquor get up in me) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** I'm talking 1 shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, 4 How many shots to hit the motherf**ing floor You sipping man, quit tripping man, stop acting like a ho Waitress said another round? I said you already know You see I started from nothing and made it up outta the hood Dollar and a dream and I made what I could Fifty to a hundred, then a hundred to a grand Then a grand to a milli, n***a really what's good Its wood in the whip the wood like a wood shop Neighbor's all think that I cook rocks No peace in the streets Really got me thinking ain't no such thing as a good cop My neck froze and my ice steel Flows, rappers just bite still Platinum plaques, three Grammy's I'd said I Made It like Mike Will With coupes all on that freeway Pockets on Gabby Sidibe Got cake and women blowing like everyday is my b-day We be getting mighty bold (When the liquor get up in her) She be sliding down that pole (When the liquor get up in her) She be shaking it for daddy (When the liquor get up in her) Getting freaky in the Caddy (When the liquor get up in her) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** She dragging a mink coat got peter pissed its a pity A titans like Tennessee but she chiefing like Kansas City She love it when she get tipsy and strip to the core essentials With her legs sprawled out like the Air Jordan's symbols She be twenty thousand feet in my apartment in the sky Y'all hoes just drink and drive, my woman just drink and fly She a lady in the street ain't nothing fake about her booty She call me for special ops, I told her that's my Call of Duty We be getting mighty bold (When the liquor get up in her) She be sliding down that pole (When the liquor get up in her) She be shaking it for daddy (When the liquor get up in her) Getting freaky in the Caddy (When the liquor get up in her) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh** Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Get lit (get lit) Ah sh**