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