What's Your Fantasy Lyrics

Song Text:


[Ludacris]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahGive it to me now, give it to me
nowgive it to me now, give it to me now[Shawna]Yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeahGive it to me now, give it to me nowgive it to me
now..[Chorus: Ludacris, then Shawna *2X*]I wanna,
li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toesAnd I wanna, move from the bed
down to the down to the to the flo'Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so
good I don't wanna leaveBut I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your
fan-ta-ta-sy[Ludacris]I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on
the fifty yard linewhile the Dirty Birds kick for t'reeAnd if you like
in the club we can do itin the DJ booth or in the back of the
V.I.P.Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on topLick it don't
stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock We go-bots and robots so they
gotta wait til the show stopor how 'bout on the beach with black
sandlick up your thigh then call me the Pac ManTable top or just give me
a lap danceThe Rock to the Park to the Point to the FlatlandsThat man
Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroomor in back of a classroomhow ever
you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soonsee I cast 'em and I past 'em
get a tight grip and I grasp 'emI flash 'em and out last 'emand if ain't
good then I trash 'em while you stash 'emI'll let 'em free and the tell
me what they fantasylike up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad
at me[Chorus][Ludacris]I wanna get you in the
bath tubwith the candle lit you give it up till they go outor we can do
it on stage of the Ludacris concertcause you know I got sold outor red
carpet dick could just roll outgo 'head and scream you can't hold outwe
can do it in the pouring rainrunnin the train when it's hot or cold
outhow 'bout in the library on top of booksbut you can't be too
loudyou wanna make a brother beg for itgive me TLC 'cause you know I be
too proudwe can do it in the white housetryna make them turn the lights
out champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thingwhat's my name,
what's my name, what's my name a sauna, jacuzziin the back row at the
movieYou can stratch my back and rule meYou can push me or just pull
meon hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets
uheating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her
feet[Chorus][Ludacris]I wanna get you in the
back seat windows upthat's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog
alertRip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurtin the garden
all in the dirRoll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it
twerkLegs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraidIn the sun or
up in the shadeon the top of my escaladeMaybe your girl and my friend
can trade; tag team, off the ropes!On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or
on hundred spokes!What about up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate
make it meltWhips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my
beltScream help play my game; dracula man I'll get my fangsHorseback and
I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my brains[Chorus -
repeat 4X]