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Intro (by Mista Lawnge)
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Van Damme!
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Let's see what kind of flavor I want...
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Do I want, vanilla?
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Or do I want a taste of chocolate?
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Hmmmmm... I want something different, I want somethin slammin.
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What's the slamminest flavor out this month...
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Let's see...
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Yo black! Hmmmmm, what flavor are you?
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First Verse
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(note: the way he says listen, I wanted to spell it lehsen)
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Listen
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For a second, I'm wreckin
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I got ya double checkin
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Then again,
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when to you knees did you beckon
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Hold me only if you wanna get naked
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Play before a crowd only if you wanna wreck it
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The name is Dres, like silk I get slick
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Drop rhymes like a basehead Bic flicks
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Constantly, yes it's me
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D-R-E-Ssssss
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So yes, I guess, unless, confess
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you can get down
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To serious business, with this
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I never boned a honey that I didn't like
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I never saw a mile that I couldn't hike
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I never had a spliff to make me choke
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I never had a pocket that was broke
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Hate no one but love only a few
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Franklin, Grant and yeah mom too
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I run buckwild for self or with the crew
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But then again, huh I thought you knew
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Now I hear the voice
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Is it what you want?
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I hope it is kid
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you're the flavor of the month
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Chorus
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I heard you got the fever for the flavor > three times
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Somebody said you got it goin on
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I heard you got the fever for the flavor > three times
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Hurry up and get a scoop before it's gone
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Second Verse
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So you got the fever for the flavor of the other
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Chocolate, sasspirilla, or is it you like another
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Flavor in my socks
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To the curly locks
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Black Sheep rollin hard
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and kncokin peons out the box
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Never have I ever never
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ever felt much better
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Did the whole nine
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on the tenth I was no wetter
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Ready and I'm eager
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Eager as a beaver
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On the radio and good to go
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says your receiver
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Not to be the baddest
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or the oldest nor the wackest
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Neither am I needest
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or the newest or the blackest
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Just a brown fellow
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Who's not afraid of Jello
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To the people of the world
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I would like to say G'day
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Had to wait a while
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But the while has been waited
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Never gave up hope
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in myself, nor debated
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Didn't shed a tear when I wasn't picked
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Cause I got a cone now, want a lick?
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Chorus
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Third Verse
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Now I catch a number
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when before I caught a glare
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Now I give a pound
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when before I got a stare
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Now I guess I kinda got it goin on
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I get a wake-up call on the lawn
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I used to try and push a demo
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Now I have a Coupe
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That's a bit more than a little
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But then not quite a few
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Funny how they find you
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when they told you get lost
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Tell me why you're grittin
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when you have no dental floss
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Wasn't my loss
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Thought you were the boss?
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You never knew how much the Sherbert cost
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Forget it, I never sweat it
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Your girl will give me play I'll wet it
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It only happens just because you let it
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Now everybody wants to play my phone
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I see em with a spoon
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I see em with a cone
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You never knew I knew it
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but I knew you would pursue it
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Hurry up and get a scoop before it's gone
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Chorus
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(hope you like it all... I'll get the rest to ya soon
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BTW as you probably guessed by now I'm a lyrics fanatic... got any
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more
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you can send me? Peace out homes!)
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Flavor Of The Month
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Black Sheep |