Craig David - What's Your Flava? Lyrics
Whats your flavaTell me whats your flava (x4)I met this fly girl in the clubWent by the name of pecan deluxeThis ice cream was high maintenanceWhen I took her out,Man it cost me 20 bucksMet this chick named walnut whipNearly made me sick to the point of throwing upSo I called chocolate chipWit the sweet toffe crispAnd I still cant get enoughYour what I wantYour what I needI wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit meYou look so goodGood enough to eatI wonder if I can peel your wrapperI can be your fantasyWhats your flavaTell me whats your flava (x4)I take em in the middle of julyWith tha drop top down in the parkWhen its summerinThese ice creams lookin so flyThat I just cant lieIt all seems too bewilderingThey got these grown men,Running round..Screaming out..Acting worse than children..But who flow..Better know..Better stack cheddar..Get more tongue..Better than this ice-cream..Better than...Your what I wantYour what I needI wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit meYou look so goodGood enough to eatI wonder if I can peel your wrapperBe your fantasyWhats your flavaTell me whats your flava (x4)Hey, Im taking em, apple and cinnamonGirls Im feeling em cant stop drippin emThats why they got me dribblingHot fudge sauce and its all over my timberlandsI take them caramel with a hint of vanillaWit a little chocolate sprinklingThey make me spend my dividendsThese sweet things make me feel like a kid againYour what I wantYour what I needI wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit meYou look so goodGood enough to eatI wonder if I can peel your wrapperI could be your fantasyWhats your flavaTell me whats your flava (x4)
