Lyrics What's Your Flava? (Radio Edit) - 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?)
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 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
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 (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 (Ooh)
What's your flava? Tell me what's your flava
(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

Uh, I take them 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
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 (ow), 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 (Ooh)
What's your flava? Tell me what's your flava
(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

Hey, I'm taking them Apple and Cinnamon girls
I'm feeling 'em, can't stop licking '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 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 (ow), 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 (Ooh)
What's your flava? Tell me what's your flava
(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 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)