What’s Your Flava? 我的男人口味歌詞
  • 歌手:Craig David
    歌詞出處:http://m.ssgv4xm.cn

    Craig David - What's Your Flava

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    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
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    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
    If I can be your fantasy

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    Hey, I'm 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 your wrapper
    If I can be your fantasy

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava


    END

  • Craig David - What's Your Flava

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    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
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    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
    If I can be your fantasy

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    Hey, I'm 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 your wrapper
    If I can be your fantasy

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava

    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava
    Whats your flava
    Tell me whats your flava


    END