What's Your Flava? (Radio Edit) - Craig David (克雷格·大卫)

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

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 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 toffe crisp

And I still can't get enough

You're what I want

You're what I need

I wanna taste you taste you take you home with me

You look so good

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

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 looking 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 tongue

Better than this ice cream

Better than

You're what I want

You're what I need

I wanna taste you taste you take you home with me

Take ya home with me

You look so good

You look so good

Good enough to eat

I wonder if I could be 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

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 over my Timberlands

I take them caramel with a hint of vanilla

Wit' 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 you taste you take you home with me

Take ya home with me

You look so good

You look so good

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

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

I want vanilla girl

To rock my world

Tell me what's your flava