Lyrics:

Whats your flava,

Tell me whats your flava (x4)



I met this fly girl in a club,

Went by the name of Pecan Deluxe,

This ice cream was high maintenace,

When i took her out it 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 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,

I could be your fantasy



Whats your flava,

Tell me whats your flava (x4)



I take 'em in the middle of July,

With the drop-top down in the park when its summerin',

These ice creams looking 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 wetter..

than this ice-cream veteran



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

I could Be your fantasy



Whats your flava

Tell me whats your flava (x4) (com'on)



Hey, im taking em, apple and cinnamon

Girls im feeling em cant stop licking em

Thats why they got me dribbling

Hot fudge sauce and its all on my timberlands.

I take 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 your wrapper

I could Be your fantasy



Whats your flava

Tell me whats your flava (x4)



I want chocolate girl,

I want toffee girl,

I want caramel

To rock my world

Yeah



Tell me whats your flava?