Whats your flava   Tell me whats your flava [x4]      Girl you look to delicious bootylicious my words vary   And Fruitylicious strawberry dressed in cranberry   And I'm a penant shows how my jeans was blueberry   My truck colour flip the kings of purple to cranberry   A college cherry I heard she in love with the don   The first time I met I could tell she taste like butter pecan   If you don't think your tasty than baby go head save it   Cause Twista be messing with the flavors like Craig David   Tell em dogg      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   Wit the sweet toffe crisp   And i still cant get enough   Your what i want   Your what i need   I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me   You look so good   Good enough to eat   I wonder if i can peel your wrapper   If i can be your fantasy    Whats your flava   Tell me whats your flava [x4]   I take 'em in the middle of July    With tha drop top down in the park    When it's summerin'   These ice creams lookin so fly   That i just cant 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...    Your what i want   Your what i need   I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me   You look so good   Good enough to eat   I wonder if i can peel your wrapper   Be your fantasy    Whats your flava   Tell me whats your flava [x4]      Baby maybe we can all cut see who you can call up   Girl I eat you all up you's a black walnut   Now gimme the cookies n cream and some chocolate chip mint    screamin licky licky while I'm leanin on some pimp shit   Went to a baller spot ran into a butterscotch   Girl you make me wanna dance you gonna shake your butt or not   She think she kinda tough bet she taste lick rocky road   Tropical when she got in the truck ooh girl your body cold      Hey, im taking em, apple and cinnamon   Girls arent feeling em cant stop drippin' em   Thats why they got me dribbling   Hot fudge sauce on the soles of my timberlands.   I them caramel with a hint of vanilla   Wit a little chocolate sprinkling   That make me spend my dividends   These sweet things make me feel like a kid again    Your what i want   Your what i need   I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me   You look so good   Good enough to eat   I wonder if i can peel yopur wrapper   Be your fantasy    Whats your flava   Tell me whats your flava [x4]