Start It Up Songtext
von Lloyd Banks

What you gon′ do, it's G.O.O.D. Music and G-Unit? (Yeah)

Banks

Loso

Ladies and gentlemen!

You know they mad ′cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I′m hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Could start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
Wait a minute


Big blue, hot and scenic shoot, cotton candy coupe
Hard knock, Orphan Annie loop, off the stoop, uh
Play with me, see what this screamy do, my canary shoe
High beams pointin′ right at you, peekaboo, uh
Benji paper made me hater-proof, all your fiend reduce
'Nage a trois, purple haze and Goose, got me loose, uh
Kicked my way in, now I got the juice, Gucci bubble goops
Thousand kicks, couple hundred boots, gettin′ fuckin' loot
My top down, I′m flashin' on ′em
I'm passin' all ′em, pull over and hit the hazards on ′em
The ratchet's on ′em, paid my dues, now it's back to ballin′
But rap's a boring dead man, I dig the casket for ′im
I'm back performin', I bag ′em, break they back, don′t call 'em
Look down on ′em, like Dikembe, Patrick, Mourning
Cash is pourin', stunts stormin′, got these bitches soaked
Camera phones capture everything the digits don't

You know they mad ′cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I′m hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Could start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it u-up

You know they mad ′cause I, 'cause I, ′cause I'm hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, could start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) (Wait a minute) Start it u-up


Who keep his Gs in a alloyed safe?
And stash the weed in a Altoid case?
They say good things come to those who wait
So I′ma be at least about a hour late
I'm so fresh, bitch, I should be arrested
New Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest, bitch
She said "Hey," I said, "Yes, bitch?"
"Damn, I′m only askin' you a question!"
I met this MILF at the All-Star, gettin' action
A cougar with more rings than Phil Jackson
Told her beauty is why God invented eyeballs
And her booty is why God invented my balls
I′m a rock star, start it up
Start it up, start it u-up
So popular, you should get a shot of us
Niggas don′t take shots at us, that is only obvious
The first album I vomited, the second I colonic'd it
Ain′t nobody fuckin' with me, I platonic′d it
Bet I got some slippers on, bet niggas gon' nod they head
These ain′t even real clothes, homie, I'm pajama rich
Banks told me, "Homie, go on, switch your style up"
These bitches on me, homie, only to arouse us
Told her "I ain't payin′ tonight, I′m only browsin'"
She pulled her blouse up, said, "It′s free," I said, "Wowzers!"

You know they mad 'cause I, ′cause I, 'cause I′m hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Could start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it u-up

You know they mad 'cause I, 'cause I, ′cause I′m hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Wait a minute, wait a minute)

Ninja (Ninja), Kawasaki (Kawasaki)
Ducati (Ducati), my ol' Harley (My ol′ Harley)
Rock the party (Rock the party),
Move your body (Move your body)
What's up (What′s up), everybody!?

Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it u-up
(Start it up) Let's get it started, get it started
Get it started, yeah, yeah

Ladies and gentlemen! (Rrrrt!)

Plenty hate, they be takin′ shots, never penetrate
Money generate, if we ain't in the house, renovate
Tryna eat, we ain't finna wait, where′s the dinner plates?
B-M-W, 10 to 8, Interstate
95, passenger, baddest bitch in the States
Half Spanish, half Trinidad, complexion Henny-straight
Y′all ain't got y′all minutes straight, Trackstar, finna skate
Time is money and I can't afford to be a minute late
It′s time to make a movie, let the haters watch
Diamonds spinnin' ′round the bezel, that's tornado watch
My independent chick, I like my ladies Koch
She got an appetite for dick, I guess her place my crotch
Y'all soft as tater tots, lil niggas try me not
Under the wing, fried rice at the Chinese spot
I hear ′em talkin′ it, but ain't really livin′ it
Opinions are like assholes, so who gives a shit?

You know they mad 'cause I, ′cause I, 'cause I′m hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Could start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it u-up

You know they mad 'cause I, 'cause I, ′cause I′m hood rich
You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick
You want a problem, could start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up
(Vroom, vroom) Start it up (Wait a minute, wait a minute