Whats Your Flava (beyonce Blow Remix) Lyrics - Craig David

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

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I met this fly girl in a club 

Went by the name of Pecan Deluxe 

This ice-cream was high maintenance 

When I took her out, nearly cost me twenty bucks 

I met this chick named Walnut Whip 

Nearly made me sick to the point of throwing up 

So I called Chocolate Chip 

With the sweet toffee crisp and I still can't get enough 

You're what I want (uh) 

You're what I need (come on) 

I wanna taste ya (taste ya) 

And take you home with me 

You look so good (oh) 

Good enough to eat 

I wonder if I could peel your wrapper 

I could be your fantasy 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Uh, I take them in the middle of July 

With the drop top down and the park when its simmering 

These ice creams looking so fly that I just can't lie 

It all seems too bewildering 

They got these grown men running round 

Screaming out, acting worse than children 

But who flow better 

Know better 

Stack cheddar 

Get more tongues wetter 

Than this ice-cream veteran? 

You're what I want (ow) 

You're what I need (you're what I need) 

I wanna taste ya (taste ya) 

And take you home with me (take ya home with me) 

You look so good (you look so good) 

Good enough to eat 

I wonder if I could peel your wrapper 

I could be your fantasy 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Girl, whats your flava 

Whats your flava, whats your flava 

Tell me whats your flava 

Tell me whats your... 

Hey, I'm taking them apple and cinnamon 

Girls, I'm feeling them can't stop licking them 

Thats why they got me dribbling 

Hot fudge sauce and its all over my Timberlands 

I take them caramel with a hint of vanilla 

With a little chocolate sprinklings 

They make me spend my dividends 

These sweet things make me feel like a kid again 

You're what I want (ow) 

You're what I need (you're what I need) 

I wanna taste ya (taste ya) 

And take you home with me (take ya home with me) 

You look so good (you look so good) 

Good enough to eat 

I wonder if I could peel your wrapper 

I could be your fantasy 

Whats your flava? (come on) 

Tell me whats your flava (mmm) 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? (yeah) 

Tell me whats your flava (i wanna taste ya) 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

Oooh 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava 

(Tell me whats your flava) 

I want chocolate girl 

I want toffee girl 

I want vanilla girl 

To rock my world 

Whats your flava? 

Tell me whats your flava