brooke valentine
taste of dis
I'm getting off about six I'm rollin' through the 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 you 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 [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] 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 You wanna taste of dis You wanna taste of dis I can tell you really wanna taste of dis Better get on up I'ma make you dance Watch back I'ma make you dance This junk in the trunk will put a bump in ya pants It's like Oh! Yeah-Yeah I know you 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 thing [Bridge] [Chorus] I'm getting off about six I'm rollin' through the hood all anxious Hitting up a party without a care I told my girls "I'll meet ya there!" 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! [Chorus: x2] [Vamp:] You wanna taste of dis You wanna taste of dis I can tell you really wanna taste of dis [Bridge]