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