Ll Cool J - Favorite Flavor lyrics
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(feat. Mary J. Blige) You only a customer when ur walking in the presence of hustlers Im laid back in the cinemon range two decades and aint a dam thing changed Kep ma girl the straw-berrys swirl you can taste it ma instincts basic lord, have mercy sweet like hurshey kisses diamonds for the missus ices on the wristes all of the 3 colours of the spectrum the small is flaw and i reject em believe me im a conosour when i inspect em they call me big LLy walker from compton new yorkers, sha town steppers and them A town stompers These young rookys they dont under stand every summer i return like the ice cream man drop what ur doin, get it get while you can by the eigth by the ounce when its gone im gonna bounce its the f-l-av no ifs or mabe you know what i do drive your tast buds crazy mary J. blige chorus (LL Cool J) like lemon drops with chocolate kisses every bite is more delicious my favourite flavour (mix me and you and you cant go wrong) Like caramel on vanilla sunday ill have to scoop you up some day ( come on baby baby come on) uh My flavours unreal smooth but hard like wood grain on the wheel recline ur seet baby enjoy how it feel while u crossin the legs them high heels made a deal kick of ur shoe run ur toes on the dash now peel of ur stocking come on lets get it poppin' im in the mood for cuttin candy and im plottin see you or somethin soon the seat move me 2 man u know how we do it camcorder man feture that on preview i love how the bottom on ur bodys EQ love it thick though like the bass in a six - faw so here we go we're bunny hoppin i hit the switches baby you keep it droppin it feels marvalous you in charge of this i hope you aint heartless but ma cars now regardless Chorus (Mary J. blige) (all i wanna do is eat you up coz u look soo goood) think i look ight huh i look betta on you what u reli wanna do (all i wanna do is show you boy that i taste good too) i know you take gud uhwhat you sayin wanna sprinkle out hun huh? we hit it out i tell you girls the truth when they ask what im about cookies and the cream, and the peaches and the prailines butter pecan things in ur day dreams all real sugar no sack-er-rain low calorie need no cavities garanteed no place you'd rather be thanx here with me mixin chocolate in the factory Chorus (Thanks to Tom for these lyrics)
