Brooke Valentine - Taste Of Dis Lyrics
[Intro Vamp:]I’m getting off about sixI’m rollin’ trough da hood all anxiousHitting up a party without a careI told my girls“I’ll meet ya there!”[Verse 1:]Tell me what sitting at home has done for u latelyPick up your rump shake a leg bounce to the beatDon’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 goodI’m pedicured I think I’m readyWe’re the fliest chicks up in the spotFrom 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 manDon’t need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis[Vamp:]U wanna taste of disU wanna taste of disI can tell you really wanna taste of dis[Counter Hook:]Better get on upI’ma make u danceWatch back I’ma make u danceThis junk in da trunk will put a bump in ya pants[Bridge:]It’s like Oh!Yeah-YeahI know u wanna taste of disI can read your mindI can read your lipsIt’s like Oh!Yeah-Yeah[Verse 2:]The party so packed people standing out in the streetsThe guys are checkin’ me outEven the girls are lookin’I’m not getting off the floor til I feel the burn in meJust might take a fella homeIf he know how to work that thang[Pre Hook:]I’m feeling good I’m looking goodI’m pedicured I think I’m readyWe’re the fliest chicks up in the spotFrom 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 manDon’t need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis[Intro Vamp:]I’m getting off about sixI’m rollin’ trough da hood all anxiousHitting up a party without a careI told my girls“I’ll meet ya there!”[Breakdown:]You gone stepStep wit me come onYou gone stepStep wit me come onIt’s like left right leftIt’s like left right leftNow slide-slide-slide-slideIt’s like left right leftIt’s like left right leftNow dip-dip-dip baby DIP![Hook:]My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk,My clothes, my limp, my girls, no manDon’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 manDon’t need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis[Vamp:]U wanna taste of disU wanna taste of disI can tell you really wanna taste of dis[Pre Hook:]I’m feeling good I’m looking goodI’m pedicured I think I’m readyWe’re the fliest chicks up in the spotFrom coast to coast we hold it down fa sho
