Craig David What`s Your Fava? Lyrics

What`s Your Fava? Lyrics










  
 
 
 
 
 
 
  








What's your flava 
Tell me what's your flava (x4) 
I met this black girl
in a 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 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 can be your fantasy


What's 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 tones.. 
better
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 
Be your
fantasy 

What's your flava 
Tell me what's your flava (x4)


Hey, I'm taking em, 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

Wit a little chocolate sprinkling 
They 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 

What's your flava 
Tell me
what's your flava (x4)