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Correct Taste Of Dis Lyrics
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Brooke Valentine
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Correct Taste Of Dis
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[Vamp:] I'm gettin' off about six I'm rollin' through the hood so 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 you 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 this You wanna taste of this You wanna taste of this I can tell you really wanna taste of this [Bridge:] (Better get on up) I'ma make you dance Jump out ya seat and clap clap yo' hands I'm fin to make you dance This junk in da trunk will put a bump in ya pants I know you wanna taste of this I can read your mind I can read your lips [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 till I feel the burn in me Just might take a fella home If he knows 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 this You wanna taste of this You wanna taste of this I can tell you really wanna taste of this [Bridge:] (Better get on up) I'ma make you dance Jump out ya seat and clap clap yo' hands I'm fin to make you dance This junk in da trunk will put a bump in ya pants I know you wanna taste of this I can read your mind I can read your lips [Breakdown 1:] Dj! I want everybody on the floor Dance till you can't take no more [Vamp:] I'm gettin' off about six I'm rollin' through the hood so anxious Hitting up a party without a care I told my girls, "I'll meet ya there!" [Breakdown 2:] 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! I know you wanna taste of this I can read your mind I can read your lips [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 this You wanna taste of this You wanna taste of this I can tell you really wanna taste of this [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'
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