Craig David - What’s Your Flava? lyrics

What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? (O oh)
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?
(What's your flava?) what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? (O oh)
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 twenty bucks
I 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 (Uh)
You're what I need (Come on)
I wanna taste ya (Taste ya)
Take you home with me you look so good (Oh)
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? (O oh)
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?
(What's your flava?) what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? (O oh)
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?

Uh, I take 'em in the middle of July
With the drop top down and
The park when it's simmering
These ice creams looking so fly
That I just can't lie
It all seems too bewildering
They got these grown men running 'round
Screamin' out, acting worse than children
But who flow better, Know better
Stack cheddar get more tongues wetter
Than this ice-cream veteran? (come on)

You're what I want (I)
You're what I need (you're what I need)
I wanna taste ya (Taste ya)
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? (O oh)
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?
(What's your flava?) what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? (O oh)
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?

What's your flava? What's your flava?
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? Come on
Tell me, what's your

Hey, I'm takin' them apple and cinnamon
Girls, I'm feelin' them
Can't stop licking them (Uh, huh)
Thats why they got me dribbling
Hot fudge sauce and it's
All over my Timberlands (Come on)
I take them caramel with a hint of vanilla
With a little chocolate sprinklings (yeah)
They make me spend my dividends
These sweet things make me feel
Like a kid again

You're what I want (I)
You're what I need (You're what I need)
I wanna taste ya (Taste ya)
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? (Come on)
Tell me, what's your flava? (Mm, ooh)
What's your flava? (yeah)
Tell me, what's your flava?
(I wanna taste ya) what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? (O oh)
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?
(Tell me, what's your flava?)

I want chocolate girl what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?
I want toffee girl what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?
I want vanilla girl what's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava? To rock my world
What's your flava?
Tell me, what's your flava?