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| Ludacris - What's Your Fantasy? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Give it to me now, give it to me now, Give it to me now, give it to me now, (Shawnna) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Give it to me now, give it to me now, Give it to me now, give it to me now, (Chorus 2x) I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes, And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo', I wanna, ah ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave, But I got to kn-kn-kn-know wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy, I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line, While the Dirty Birds kick for tree, And if you like in the club we can do it, In the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P. Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top, Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock, We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop, Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand, Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man, Table top or just give me a lap dance, The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands, That man Ludacris in the public bathroom, Or in back of a classroom, How ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon, See I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em, I flash 'em and out last 'em, And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em, I'll let 'em free, And the tell me what they fantasy, Like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me, Repeat Chorus (2x) I wanna get you in the bath tub, With the candle lit you give it up till they go out, Or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert, Cause you know I got sold out, Or red carpet dick could just roll out, Go 'head and scream you can't hold out, We can do it in the pouring rain, Runnin the train when it's hot or cold out, How 'bout in the library on top of books, But you can't be too loud, You wanna make a brother beg for it, Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud, We can do it in the white house, Try 'na make them turn the lights out, Champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thing, What's my name, what's my name, what's my name, A sauna, jacuzzi, In the back row at the movie, You can stratch my back and rule me, You can push me or just pull me, On hay in middle of the barn, (woo) Rose pedals on the silk sheets, uh, Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet, Repeat Chorus (2x) I wanna get you in the back seat windows up, That's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert, Rip the pants and rip the shirt, rough sex make it hurt, In the garden all in the dirt, Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk, Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid, In the sun or up in the shade, On the top of my Escalade, Maybe your girl and my friend can trade, Tag team off the rope, on the ocean or in the boat, Factories or on hundred spoke, What 'bout in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt, Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little bootie up with my belt, Scream help play my game, Dracula man I'll get my fangs horse back I'll get my reigns, School teacher let me get my grades, Repeat Chorus (4x) |
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