"GIDDY UP" lyrics

When I wake up in the morning, I, I get so horny
So I call up my shorty, he'll take care of it for me
Then I ring up the besties, we get dressed up sexy
Grab my purse and gun, and we're on the run

Bitch, giddy up (Giddy up)
We're goin' to the club (Goin' to the club)
So hurry up, slut (Hurry up, slut)
We're gonna get fucked (We're gonna get fucked)
We're gonna pour shots (We're gonna pour shots)
'Til we can't stand up ('Til we can't stand up)
Bitch, giddy up (Bitch, giddy up)
We 'bout to get crunk (We 'bout to get crunk)

When I get loose off 151, I need a quickie
So I pop both my titties, my girls, they do it with me
Getting dumb, wet, and tipsy, blacked out like I'm Britney
Grab my purse and gun, and we're on the run

Bitch, giddy up (Giddy up)
We're goin' to the club (To the club)
So hurry up, slut (Hurry up, slut)
We're gonna get fucked (We're gonna get fucked)
We're gonna pour shots (We're gonna pour shots, hey)
'Til we can't stand up ('Til we can't stand up, hey)
Bitch, giddy up (Bitch, giddy up)
We 'bout to get crunk (We 'bout to get crunk, oh-oh)

All my girls, if you're in the mood (Uh)
And you've got that attitude (Uh, uh-huh)
Then shake it like a stripper, bitch (Uh)
Pour up some liquor (Uh, uh-huh; Oh-oh)
Let's get naked in the VIP (Uh)
From the 212 to the 213 (Uh, uh-huh, ah-ah-ah)
I think we got it (Uh), this shit feels so erotic
I sell my cards, hit the dealer, wait, fix my concealer
Ten more shots of tequila, lose my shit like Tila
When we're done with the clubbin', oh, it's time for lovin'
Give it all that you got (Oh, I like it a lot)

Bitch, giddy up (Giddy up)
We're goin' to the club (To the club)
So hurry up, slut (Hurry up, slut)
We're gonna get fucked (We're gonna get fucked)
We're gonna pour shots (We're gonna pour shots, hey)
'Til we can't stand up ('Til we can't stand up, hey)
Bitch, giddy up (Bitch, giddy up)
We 'bout to get crunk (We 'bout to get crunk, oh-oh)

Ooh-ooh-ooh (Ah-ah, yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Ah-ah, yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Yeah, that's right)