作曲 : Ellis, Howard, Johnson, Mack ...
[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 
U wanna taste of this 
U wanna taste of this 
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’