What's Your Flava (remix) Lyrics - Craig David

Whats your flava 

Tell me whats your flava (x4) 

Girl you look to delicious bootylicious my words vary 

And Fruitylicious strawberry dressed in cranberry 

And I'm a penant shows how my jeans was blueberry 

My truck colour flip the kings of purple to cranberry 

A college cherry I heard she in love with the don 

The first time I met I could tell she taste like butter pecan 

If you don't think your tasty than baby go head save it 

Cause Twista be messing with the flavors like Craig David 

Tell em dogg 

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I met this fly girl in the club 

Went by the name of pecan deluxe 

This ice cream was high maintenance 

When i took her out, 

Man it cost me 20 bucks 

Met this chick named walnut whip 

Nearly made me sick to the point of throwing up 

So i called chocolate chip 

Wit the sweet toffe crisp 

And i still cant get enough 

Your what i want 

Your what i need 

I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me 

You look so good 

Good enough to eat 

I wonder if i can peel your wrapper 

If i can be your fantasy 

Whats your flava 

Tell me whats your flava (x4) 

I take 'em in the middle of July 

With tha drop top down in the park 

When it's summerin' 

These ice creams lookin so fly 

That i just cant 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 tongue. 

better than this ice-cream. 

better than... 

Your what i want 

Your what i need 

I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me 

You look so good 

Good enough to eat 

I wonder if i can peel your wrapper 

Be your fantasy 

Whats your flava 

Tell me whats your flava (x4) 

Baby maybe we can all cut see who you can call up 

Girl I eat you all up you's a black walnut 

Now gimme the cookies n cream and some chocolate chip mint 

screamin licky licky while I'm leanin on some pimp shit 

Went to a baller spot ran into a butterscotch 

Girl you make me wanna dance you gonna shake your butt or not 

She think she kinda tough bet she taste lick rocky road 

Tropical when she got in the truck ooh girl your body cold 

Hey, im taking em, apple and cinnamon 

Girls arent feeling em cant stop drippin' em 

Thats why they got me dribbling 

Hot fudge sauce on the soles of my timberlands. 

I them caramel with a hint of vanilla 

Wit a little chocolate sprinkling 

That make me spend my dividends 

These sweet things make me feel like a kid again 

Your what i want 

Your what i need 

I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me 

You look so good 

Good enough to eat 

I wonder if i can peel yopur wrapper 

Be your fantasy 

Whats your flava 

Tell me whats your flava (x4)