Текст песни Craig David - What`s Your Flava
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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 wrapperIf i can be your fantasy Whats your flavaTell 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 flyThat i just cant lie It 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 fantasy Whats your flavaTell me whats your flava [x4]Hey, im taking em, apple and cinnamonGirls arent feeling em cant stop drippin` emThats why they got me dribblingHot fudge sauce on the soles of my timberlands.I them caramel with a hint of vanillaWit a little chocolate sprinklingThat make me spend my dividendsThese sweet things make me feel like a kid again 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 yopur wrapperBe your fantasy Whats your flavaTell me whats your flava [x4]