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