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* What's your flava?
Tell me what's your flava
What's your flava?
Tell me what's your flava
(X2)
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
And 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)
* Repeat
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 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 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)
* Repeat
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 timberlands
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)
* Repeat
I want chocolate girl
I want toffee girl yeah
I want vanilla girl to rock my world yeah
(Tell me what's your flava)
Tell me what's your flava
What's your flava?
Tell me what's your flava
(X2)
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
And 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)
* Repeat
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 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 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)
* Repeat
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 timberlands
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)
* Repeat
I want chocolate girl
I want toffee girl yeah
I want vanilla girl to rock my world yeah
(Tell me what's your flava)