OMG thanks for the lyrics everyone - hubby and I laughing our arses off at the mo " What's Your Flava?"
Full lyrics:
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
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 twenty 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 toffee crisp
And I still can't get enough
You're what I want
You're what I need
I wanna taste ya
Take ya home with me
You look so good
Good enough to eat
I wonder if I can peel your wrapper
I could be your fantasy
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
I take 'em in the middle of July
With the drop top down in the park
When it's summerin'
These ice creams lookin' 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
Better than this ice cream
Better than
You're what I want
You're what I need
I wanna taste ya
Take ya home with me
You look so good
Good enough to eat
I wonder if I can peel your wrapper
I could be your fantasy
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
Hey, I'm taking em, apple and cinnamon
Girls aren't feeling em
Can't stop drippin' em
That's why they got me dribbling
Hot fudge sauce and it's all on my Timberlands
I take them caramel with a hint of vanilla
With a little chocolate sprinklings
That make me spend my dividends
These sweet things make me feel like a kid again
You're what I want
You're what I need
I wanna taste ya
Take ya home with me
You look so good
Good enough to eat
I wonder if I can peel your wrapper
I could be your fantasy
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava
What's your flava
Tell me, what's your flava "That was absolutely dreadful" is what Simon would have said...three seconds before offering Mr. David a fat recording contract : ) Report It
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your Flava
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your Flava
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 20 bucks 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 & I still can't get enough You're what I want; you're what I need I wanna taste ya, take you home with me You look so good girl good enough to eat I wonder if I could peel your wrapper (I could be your fantasy)
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your Flava
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your Flava
I take 'em in the middle of July with the drop top down in the park when it's summering These ice creams looking so fly that I just can't lie it all seem 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; you're what I need I wanna taste ya, take you home with me You look so good girl good enough to eat I wonder if I could peel your wrapper (I could be your fantasy)
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your Flava
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your Flava
Hey, I'm taking 'em apple & Cinnamon
Girls I'm feeling 'em can't stop licking em
That's why they got me dribbling hot fudge sauce & it's all over my timbalands 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; you're what I need I wanna taste ya, take you home with me You look so good girl good enough to eat I wonder if I could peel your wrapper (I could be your fantasy)
What's your Flava?
Tell me what's your flava
What's your Flava? Tell me what's your Flava
I want chocolate girl
I want toffee girl yeah
I want vanilla girl to rock my world yeah
I want strawberry girl
I want pecan girl yeah
I want caramel girl to rock my world yeah flava Lol, hey when ya think about it, it really is a stupid song huh. Down right dumb. What's your flavor? please! I expected more from him |
