ฟังเพลงTaste Of Dis (Edited Version)

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!”

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

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

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

U wanna taste of dis

U wanna taste of dis

I can tell you really wanna taste of dis

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

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

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

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

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

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!”

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!

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

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

U wanna taste of dis

U wanna taste of dis

I can tell you really wanna taste of dis

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