Gitty Up

Spin: Gitty up babeCheryl "Salt" James & Rufus Blaq:You can buy thatFull of bass and hi-hatYou can buy thatFull of bass and hi-hatCheryl "Salt" James & Rufus Blaq:I'm-ah make you bounce till your hip hurtsMake you workSweat till you drench your blouse, and your skirtAnd I'm-a freak you till you pass outPay cash out, baby tear your back outKeep banginHo, B.L.A.Q. make you say, hoS and P, chi-ca, chi-coEverybody put your hands in the skyGitty up, gitty up, let's rideChorus:Gitty up baby (Gitty up, gitty up), say whatGive me all that you got, baby don't stopKeep it comin' strong, make it hot, say whatGitty up baby (Gitty up, gitty up), say whatGive me all that you got, baby don't stopKeep it comin' strong, make it hot, say whatCheryl "Salt" James:Gitty up baby, I'm-ah take you for a rideIt makes your soul wild, when I release vibesFreak ya down, 'til your asthma hit yaSalt, non-stop styles, lift yaMake you wanna get your stashRollin' like a Ben, no needGot my own end, payer-haters never winCuz I'm involved to the endSend chill up your skin, PoppieWho debate, not meCan't take what I got, can't stop meYou still divide by, bass slideYo, can't fight it, ho, let's flow run and moveShow and prove, we can do thisShake your groove thing, hold tightAin't nothin' to thisWhen they get down with skillsRomance and no frills, uhIt feels ill, don't itChorusSandra "Pepa" Denton:I keep it hot like a block full of hustlersWho can make it blaze like usBless you to deathWanna freak me from the back (Girl, don't even play like that)Keep it comin' strong, give me all that you got (Yo, true baller don't stop)I throw it like a pitcher, let my sex appeal hit yaGame so sharp that it split ya, tell ya whatKeep a stylin', boy (I ain't been hooked since Yin was a hoiler, what)Can't nobody do it this tight (Say what)Pep be the bomb, that's right (What)Look at all the players tryin' to get with me, sit with meYo, it ain't shh to meI'm-ah party 'til I see the sunriseIt hurts to keep the party liveKeep it comin' babyChorusRufus Blaq:Gitty up babyGive me that S and P, that's who the funk is forGive me that S and P, that's who the funk is forGive it to me, give it to meGive it to me, give it to meGive me the funk, that's meDeidra "Spinderella" Roper:S to the P-I-N, spare with a rellaAin't no fella, uh, well aFreak your body, keep the party hotGive me all that you go,t and it don't stopWhen it moves down on mePut your grooves down, homieCan't lose now, come onCan you break it down to the boneBoo you actin' like you grownBefore I take you home (Watch out)You better moveChorusGitty up babyYou can buy thatFull of bass and hi-hatYou can buy thatFull of bass and hi-hat