Letra Tase Of Dis de Brooke Valentine original
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