Lyric Gitty Up
Spin: Gitty up babe
Cheryl "Salt" James & Rufus Blaq:
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
Cheryl "Salt" James & Rufus Blaq:
I m-ah make you bounce till your hip hurts
Make you work
Sweat till you drench your blouse, and your skirt
And I m-a freak you till you pass out
Pay cash out, baby tear your back out
Keep bangin
Ho, B.L.A.Q. make you say, ho
S and P, chi-ca, chi-co
Everybody put your hands in the sky
Gitty up, gitty up, let s ride
Chorus:
Gitty up baby (Gitty up, gitty up), say what
Give me all that you got, baby don t stop
Keep it comin strong, make it hot, say what
Gitty up baby (Gitty up, gitty up), say what
Give me all that you got, baby don t stop
Keep it comin strong, make it hot, say what
Cheryl "Salt" James:
Gitty up baby, I m-ah take you for a ride
It makes your soul wild, when I release vibes
Freak ya down, til your asthma hit ya
Salt, non-stop styles, lift ya
Make you wanna get your stash
Rollin like a Ben, no need
Got my own end, payer-haters never win
Cuz I m involved to the end
Send chill up your skin, Poppie
Who debate, not me
Can t take what I got, can t stop me
You still divide by, bass slide
Yo, can t fight it, ho, let s flow run and move
Show and prove, we can do this
Shake your groove thing, hold tight
Ain t nothin to this
When they get down with skills
Romance and no frills, uh
It feels ill, don t it
Chorus
Sandra "Pepa" Denton:
I keep it hot like a block full of hustlers
Who can make it blaze like us
Bless you to death
Wanna 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 ya
Game so sharp that it split ya, tell ya what
Keep 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 me
Yo, it ain t shh to me
I m-ah party til I see the sunrise
It hurts to keep the party live
Keep it comin baby
Chorus
Rufus Blaq:
Gitty up baby
Give me that S and P, that s who the funk is for
Give me that S and P, that s who the funk is for
Give it to me, give it to me
Give it to me, give it to me
Give me the funk, that s me
Deidra "Spinderella" Roper:
S to the P-I-N, spare with a rella
Ain t no fella, uh, well a
Freak your body, keep the party hot
Give me all that you go,t and it don t stop
When it moves down on me
Put your grooves down, homie
Can t lose now, come on
Can you break it down to the bone
Boo you actin like you grown
Before I take you home (Watch out)
You better move
Chorus
Gitty up baby
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
Cheryl "Salt" James & Rufus Blaq:
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
Cheryl "Salt" James & Rufus Blaq:
I m-ah make you bounce till your hip hurts
Make you work
Sweat till you drench your blouse, and your skirt
And I m-a freak you till you pass out
Pay cash out, baby tear your back out
Keep bangin
Ho, B.L.A.Q. make you say, ho
S and P, chi-ca, chi-co
Everybody put your hands in the sky
Gitty up, gitty up, let s ride
Chorus:
Gitty up baby (Gitty up, gitty up), say what
Give me all that you got, baby don t stop
Keep it comin strong, make it hot, say what
Gitty up baby (Gitty up, gitty up), say what
Give me all that you got, baby don t stop
Keep it comin strong, make it hot, say what
Cheryl "Salt" James:
Gitty up baby, I m-ah take you for a ride
It makes your soul wild, when I release vibes
Freak ya down, til your asthma hit ya
Salt, non-stop styles, lift ya
Make you wanna get your stash
Rollin like a Ben, no need
Got my own end, payer-haters never win
Cuz I m involved to the end
Send chill up your skin, Poppie
Who debate, not me
Can t take what I got, can t stop me
You still divide by, bass slide
Yo, can t fight it, ho, let s flow run and move
Show and prove, we can do this
Shake your groove thing, hold tight
Ain t nothin to this
When they get down with skills
Romance and no frills, uh
It feels ill, don t it
Chorus
Sandra "Pepa" Denton:
I keep it hot like a block full of hustlers
Who can make it blaze like us
Bless you to death
Wanna 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 ya
Game so sharp that it split ya, tell ya what
Keep 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 me
Yo, it ain t shh to me
I m-ah party til I see the sunrise
It hurts to keep the party live
Keep it comin baby
Chorus
Rufus Blaq:
Gitty up baby
Give me that S and P, that s who the funk is for
Give me that S and P, that s who the funk is for
Give it to me, give it to me
Give it to me, give it to me
Give me the funk, that s me
Deidra "Spinderella" Roper:
S to the P-I-N, spare with a rella
Ain t no fella, uh, well a
Freak your body, keep the party hot
Give me all that you go,t and it don t stop
When it moves down on me
Put your grooves down, homie
Can t lose now, come on
Can you break it down to the bone
Boo you actin like you grown
Before I take you home (Watch out)
You better move
Chorus
Gitty up baby
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
You can buy that
Full of bass and hi-hat
