Karaoké What's Your Flava? Craig David

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

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 throwin' up

So I called Chocolate Chip

With 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

If I can be your fantasy

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

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 bewilderin'

They got these grown men runnin' '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 ya

Take ya home with me

You look so good

Good enough to eat

I wonder if I can peel your wrapper

If I can be your fantasy

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Yeah

What's your flava

What's your flava

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ah

Come on

Tell me what's your flava

Hey

I'm takin' 'em apple and cinnamon

Girls aren't feelin' 'em

Can't stop drippin' 'em

That's why they got me dribblin'

Hot fudge sauce on the soles of my Timberlands

I take them caramel with a hint of vanilla

With a little chocolate sprinklin'

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

If I can be your fantasy

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

What's your flava

Tell me what's your flava

Ooh

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