Tell me whats your flava [x4]
I met this fly girl in the club
Went by the name of pecan deluxe
This ice cream was high maintenance
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
I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me
I wonder if i can peel your wrapper
Tell me whats your flava [x4]
I take 'em in the middle of July
With tha drop top down in the park
These ice creams lookin so fly
It all seems too bewildering
They got these grown men,
acting worse than children..
better than this ice-cream..
I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me
I wonder if i can peel your wrapper
Tell me whats your flava [x4]
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
I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me
I wonder if i can peel yopur wrapper
Tell me whats your flava [x4]