Fever for the Flava Songtext
von Hot Action Cop

Do you think that I can get some? (Chickie, Chickie)
Maybe gets a little finga? (Sticky, Sticky)
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya

And can I get a little zip-zip (Lookie, Lookie)
Maybe just a little uh-uh (Nookie, Nookie)
Hey, whatcha say? It doesn′t matter anyway
You won't do another ′cause you gettin' with me

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey, pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom-boom system you can hear real far


Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh pretty, pretty shy, whoap, whoa
Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh pretty, pretty fly, whoap, whoap
What do I have to say to get inside, girl?
What do I have to say?
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Mmmmmmm

Can I get a little yum, yum (Kitty, Kitty)
Just a little somethin' somethin′ (Itty bitty)
Do you wanna get Triple X groovy?
Gimme, gimme some of that kinda movie

And let me spin ya like a record (Wicky, Wicky)
Let me get ya butt naked (Licky, Licky)
Here we go yo, here′s the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio

Ya got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I'm your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy Boogie Man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom-boom system you can hear real far


Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh pretty, pretty shy, whoap, whoa
Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh pretty, pretty fly, whoap, whoap
What do I have to say to get inside, girl?
What do I have to say?

I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma, yo hey ma, yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma, yo hey ma, yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Whoap, Whoap, Go!

Do you think that I can get some? (Chickie, Chickie)
Maybe gets a little finga? (Sticky, Sticky)
You wanna suck it like a bong hit, wack it
You gotta be my First Lady, jack it

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let′s party hardy and rock 'n′ roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom-boom system you can hear real far

Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh pretty, pretty shy, whoap, whoa
Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh pretty, pretty fly, whoap, whoap
What do I have to say to get inside, girl?
What do I have to say?

I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma, yo hey ma, yo hey mamma hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma, yo hey ma, yo hey mamma hootchie
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Whoap, Whoap, Whoap, Whoap
Whoap, Whoap, Go!