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What's Your Flava (Remix) Lyric | | | | |
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
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]
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