What's Your Fantasy Songtext

von Ludacris

(Ludacris)
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

-chorus-
(Ludacris)
I wanna li/li/li/lick you from your head to your toes and I wannna
Move from the bed down to tha down to tha floor
And I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kno/kno/kno/know what/what's your fant/t/t/asyyy
(Shwanna)
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 tha floor
And I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kno/kno/kno/know what/what's your fant/t/t/asyyy
(Ludacris)
I wanna get you in tha georgia dome on tha fitty yard line
While tha dirty birds kick for 3
And if you like it in tha club we can do it in the dj booth or in the back of the VIP
Whip cream with cherries and stawberries on top
Lick it don't stop
Keep tha door locked
Don't knock while tha boat rock
We go bots and robots
Or they gotta wait till the show stop
Or how 'bout on the beach with the black sand
And lick up your thigh call me tha pac man
We'll rock to tha point to tha flatland
That man ain't Ludacris whooo!
In tha public bathroom
Or in tha back of tha classroom
Howeva you want it lova, lova gonna tap that ass soom
I cast 'em
And I pass 'em
I get a tight grip then I grasp 'em
I flash them and outlast 'em
And if it ain't good then I teash 'em
While you stash 'em
I let 'em breath
And they tell me whats they fantasy
Like up on tha roof, roof
Tell your boyfriend not to be mad at me
-chorus-
I wanna get you in tha bath tub
With tha candles lit
You give it up till they go out
We can do it on stage at tha ludacris concert
Cause you know it got sold out
Red carpet dick just roll out
Go 'head and scream you can't hold out
We can do it in tha pouring rain
Runnin' tha train
When its hot or when its cold out
How bout in tha library
On top that books
But you can't be to loud
You wanna make a brother beg for it
Give me tlc cause you know I be to proud
We can do it in tha white house
Try ta make 'em turn tha lights out
Campaign with my campaign let me do tha damn thang
Whats my name, whats my name , whats my name
Tha suana , jacuzzi
In tha back row at tha movies
You can scratch my back and rule me
You can push me and just pull me
On hay in tha middle of tha barn
Or rose pedals on tha silk sheets uh
Eating freash fruits
Sweep yo woman right off of her feet
-chorus-
I wanna get you in tha back seat
Windows up thats the way you like that fuck
Clogged up, fogg aleart
Rip tha pants, and rip tha skirt
Rough sex make it hurt
In tha garden all in tha dirt
Roll round, scubb tha ground
Thats the way I like to twert
Legs jeked over worked
Underpaid but don't be afriad
In tha sun, or up in tha shade,
On tha top of myescalade
Maybe your friend and my gurl could trade
Tag team off tha ropes
On thqa ocean or in tha boat
Factories or off undred spokes
What bout that candy store
Chocolate chocolate make it mealt
Whips, chain, handcuffs
Smack a little botie up with my belt,
Scream help, play my game
Dracula i'll get my fangs
Horse back i'll get get my reigns
School teacher let me get my brains
-chorus till end-