Taste Of Dis Lyrics

Taste Of Dis lyrics

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 



[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 



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 



[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 



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! 



[chorus 2x] 

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