Gitty Up Lyrics
| Song | Gitty Up |
| Artist | Salt-N-Pepa |
| Album | Brand New |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| Spin: gitty up babe | |
| Cheryl " salt" james rufus blaq: | |
| You can buy that | |
| Full of bass and hihat | |
| You can buy that | |
| Full of bass and hihat | |
| Cheryl " salt" james rufus blaq: | |
| I' mah make you bounce till your hip hurts | |
| Make you work | |
| Sweat till you drench your blouse, and your skirt | |
| And i' ma 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, chica, chico | |
| 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' mah take you for a ride | |
| It makes your soul wild, when i release vibes | |
| Freak ya down, ' til your asthma hit ya | |
| Salt, nonstop styles, lift ya | |
| Make you wanna get your stash | |
| Rollin' like a ben, no need | |
| Got my own end, payerhaters 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' mah 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 pin, 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 hihat | |
| You can buy that | |
| Full of bass and hihat |
| Spin: gitty up babe | |
| Cheryl " salt" james rufus blaq: | |
| You can buy that | |
| Full of bass and hihat | |
| You can buy that | |
| Full of bass and hihat | |
| Cheryl " salt" james rufus blaq: | |
| I' mah make you bounce till your hip hurts | |
| Make you work | |
| Sweat till you drench your blouse, and your skirt | |
| And i' ma 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, chica, chico | |
| 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' mah take you for a ride | |
| It makes your soul wild, when i release vibes | |
| Freak ya down, ' til your asthma hit ya | |
| Salt, nonstop styles, lift ya | |
| Make you wanna get your stash | |
| Rollin' like a ben, no need | |
| Got my own end, payerhaters 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' mah 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 pin, 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 hihat | |
| You can buy that | |
| Full of bass and hihat |
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