Flava

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EA Sports - Pop, USA

Flava

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[Intro] [?] party [Verse 1: Shenseea] You see me look good in my tight likkle dress (Dress) Bruck it up a me, make the man dem obsessed (Yeah) Put in the work when we dance and we sweat Dangerous when the pum-pum get wet Smooth like the skin on my face Draw figure eight when me wine up my waist Bumper on boom, we no need a 808 If you get a taste, you gon' lick up the plate [Pre-Chorus: Shenseea] You wanna rub it up, touch it up, feel it up, run it up, on it all night (All night) If the lights went down, could you keep it up, baby? (Mm) Keep it up, keep it up, baby You wanna drop it down, pick it up, turn around, lift it up, for you all night (Yeah, yeah) Bet you want to get some of my dutty love, baby [Chorus: Shenseea & Coi Leroy] The boys dem all want me, want me Dem gyal a get salty, salty (Salty) When me talkin' spicy, spicy It make you wan' bite me, bite me (Bite me) You just want the flava, flava You just want the flava, flava You just want the flava, flava (Yeah) You just want the flava, flava (Shenseea and Coi Leray) [Verse 2: Coi Leray] Come on, baby, what you tryn do? I'm tryna pull up on you like a drive-through I wanna know if we rockin', would you keep it cool? (Huh?) Take trips and private dinner just for us two (Yeah) Yeah, he buy me Givenchy dresses and feed me breakfast (What else?) Sex is immaculate, love it when he shows affection (Come on) Over the balcony, bend me over like we strechin' (Uh-huh) And I ain't never tappin' out like we wrestlin' (Uh-uh) Throw it back, back, back on it (Come on) Got all these boys mad 'cause I pass on it I'm a fly bitch, come on, baby, spend a bag on it (Spend it) Yeah, we so extra, feelin' like young and unrestless [Pre-Chorus: Shenseea] You wanna rub it up, touch it up, feel it up, run it up, on it all night (All night) If the lights went down, could you keep it up, baby? (Mm) Keep it up, keep it up, baby You wanna drop it down, pick it up, turn around, lift it up, for you all night (All night) Bet you want to get some of my dutty love, baby [Chorus: Shenseea] The boys dem all want me, want me Dem gyal a get salty, salty When me talkin' spicy, spicy It make you wan' bite me, bite me (Bite me) You just want the flava, flava You just want the flava, flava You just want the flava, flava You just want the flava, flava [Outro: Shenseea] Flava Flava

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Credits

Writers
  • Shenseea
  • LunchMoney Lewis
  • MarcLo
  • Robert Nathalia
  • Kevin Theodore
  • Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman
  • Jeriel Johnson
  • Coi Leray
  • Dizzycleanface