Intro:      Say, say (Ooh)   Say, ooh   Say, say (Ooh)   Say, ooh      Salt: Yeah, what's up baby   Man: Oh, I'm chillin'   Salt: You know, you got me thinkin' about you right   Man: Right   Salt: Word up, I wanna see you, what's up   Man: I'm ok, I'm chillin'   What we gon' do   By yourself   Salt: Yeah   Man: What you up to   Salt: No, I'm just ridin'      Cheryl "Salt" James:      Ridin', sexy, I'm that golden child   Hot '97, New York-style   Got my head racin', thinking deep   'Bout them biceps, oh yes, you look sweet   Incredible, like edible, the best   Bar-type, hard heart beatin' in my chest   Yes, blessed with that hardcore passion   Fingertips on my hips, lips reactin'   Goosebumps, pumps in the air   Love like this is rare, so I don't even care   Say ooh, I need to make you happy   You just so black and nappy   Come and get it, make it snappy      Chorus:      Cruisin', laid back, drop top, next fling   Head noddin' to the bomb, what's goin' on   Say ooh, I tell you what I do   You go get your crew, and I'll go get my crew   Cruisin', laid back, drop top, next fling   Head noddin' to the bomb, you got it goin' on   Say ooh, I gotta get with you   What you wanna do, I'm feelin' it      Cheryl "Salt" James & Sandra "Pepa" Denton:      Summertime in the city, I'm pretty   I'm hot, twelve-o-clock   Lampin' in my drop top with my crew   Ooh, I should call my boo   Drivin' Jones Beach, have a sip or two   Skinny dip, trip, let the night flow   Maybe see a show, call your peep's yo   Champagne smooth, cruise around the way   So baby what you say   Can you come out and play   I'm ready at dawn, let's get it on   We can break away, to the break of dawn   You're tryin' to flex, no sex, wanna chill   A feeling that you're real   You feeling what I feel      Chorus      Cheryl "Salt" James:      Victoria Secret, I'm jiggy down to my skins   Smellin' good, pocket full of ends   I got you, you just come as you are   Gas tank full, I got a fast car   Up to par, the bubbly, some food   Your style's like smooth, put me in the mood   With your click, got my chicks, the pickin's   Flew in from D.C., wanna see how we be livin'   Whatever's clever, we be together   Show at the Apollo, make it last forever   Hit the supper club (Yo, can I get a hug)   Rub-a-dub at the Q, what's up with me and you      Chorus      Got it goin' on   I wanna get with you   Cuz I feel it       Cheryl "Salt" James:      Yeah, when I hit your block I dial you on my cell phone   The Best of Isley Brothers, got me in another zone   I'm all alone, cruisin', laid back   Feel the need for your presence   The essence of your manhood, Black   Just like that, uh, yeah      Man: Right here, baby   Salt: Right there, baby   Man: Oh, all right   Salt: Hmm   Man: You like that       Cheryl "Salt" James & Sandra "Pepa" Denton:      Cruisin', laid back, drop top, next fling   Bangin' to the bomb, what's goin' on   Say ooh, I tell you what I do   You go get your crew and I'll go get my crew   Cruisin', laid back, drop top, next fling   Bangin' to the bomb, you got it goin' on   Say ooh, I gotta get with you   What you wanna do, I'm feelin' it      What's up, what you wanna do, yeah, yeah   You got it goin' on   You've got me feeling you, oh yeah