Текст песни Black Sheep - Flavor of the Month
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Intro (by Mista Lawnge) Van Damme!Let`s see what kind of flavor I want...Do I want, vanilla?Or do I want a taste of chocolate?Hmmmmm... I want something different, I want somethin slammin.What`s the slamminest flavor out this month...Let`s see...Yo black! Hmmmmm, what flavor are you? First Verse (note: the way he says listen, I wanted to spell it lehsen) ListenFor a second, I`m wreckinI got ya double checkinThen again,when to you knees did you beckonHold me only if you wanna get nakedPlay before a crowd only if you wanna wreck itThe name is Dres, like silk I get slickDrop rhymes like a basehead Bic flicksConstantly, yes it`s meD-R-E-SsssssSo yes, I guess, unless, confessyou can get downTo serious business, with thisI never boned a honey that I didn`t likeI never saw a mile that I couldn`t hikeI never had a spliff to make me chokeI never had a pocket that was brokeHate no one but love only a fewFranklin, Grant and yeah mom tooI run buckwild for self or with the crewBut then again, huh I thought you knewNow I hear the voiceIs it what you want?I hope it is kidyou`re the flavor of the month Chorus I heard you got the fever for the flavor > three timesSomebody said you got it goin onI heard you got the fever for the flavor > three timesHurry up and get a scoop before it`s gone Second Verse So you got the fever for the flavor of the otherChocolate, sasspirilla, or is it you like anotherFlavor in my socksTo the curly locksBlack Sheep rollin hardand kncokin peons out the boxNever have I ever neverever felt much betterDid the whole nineon the tenth I was no wetterReady and I`m eagerEager as a beaverOn the radio and good to gosays your receiverNot to be the baddestor the oldest nor the wackestNeither am I needestor the newest or the blackestJust a brown fellowWho`s not afraid of JelloTo the people of the worldI would like to say G`dayHad to wait a whileBut the while has been waitedNever gave up hopein myself, nor debatedDidn`t shed a tear when I wasn`t pickedCause I got a cone now, want a lick? Chorus Third Verse Now I catch a numberwhen before I caught a glareNow I give a poundwhen before I got a stareNow I guess I kinda got it goin onI get a wake-up call on the lawnI used to try and push a demoNow I have a CoupeThat`s a bit more than a littleBut then not quite a fewFunny how they find youwhen they told you get lostTell me why you`re grittinwhen you have no dental flossWasn`t my lossThought you were the boss?You never knew how much the Sherbert costForget it, I never sweat itYour girl will give me play I`ll wet itIt only happens just because you let itNow everybody wants to play my phoneI see em with a spoonI see em with a coneYou never knew I knew itbut I knew you would pursue itHurry up and get a scoop before it`s gone Chorus