(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