Taste Of Dis (Brooke Valentine)

[Intro Vamp:] I'm getting off about six I'm rollin' trough da hood all anxious Hitting up a party without a care I told my girls "I'll meet ya there!" [Verse 1:] Tell me what sitting at home has done for u lately Pick up your rump shake a leg bounce to the beat Don't know why your posted up on your feet 'Cause it's so hot in here I know you can feel the heat [Pre Hook:] I'm feeling good I'm looking good I'm pedicured I think I'm ready We're the fliest chicks up in the spot From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho [Hook:] My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk, My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis [Vamp:] U wanna taste of dis U wanna taste of dis I can tell you really wanna taste of dis [Counter Hook:] Better get on up I'ma make u dance Watch back I'ma make u dance This junk in da trunk will put a bump in ya pants [Bridge:] It's like Oh! Yeah-Yeah I know u wanna taste of dis I can read your mind I can read your lips It's like Oh! Yeah-Yeah [Verse 2:] The party so packed people standing out in the streets The guys are checkin' me out Even the girls are lookin' I'm not getting off the floor til I feel the burn in me Just might take a fella home If he know how to work that thang [Pre Hook:] I'm feeling good I'm looking good I'm pedicured I think I'm ready We're the fliest chicks up in the spot From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho [Hook:] My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk, My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis [Intro Vamp:] I'm getting off about six I'm rollin' trough da hood all anxious Hitting up a party without a care I told my girls "I'll meet ya there!" [Breakdown:] You gone step Step wit me come on You gone step Step wit me come on It's like left right left It's like left right left Now slide-slide-slide-slide It's like left right left It's like left right left Now dip-dip-dip baby DIP! [Hook:] My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk, My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis [Hook:] My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk, My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis [Vamp:] U wanna taste of dis U wanna taste of dis I can tell you really wanna taste of dis [Pre Hook:] I'm feeling good I'm looking good I'm pedicured I think I'm ready We're the fliest chicks up in the spot From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho