Song: What’s Your Fantasy ~~ 2000 ~~ 4:36
Artist: Ludacris featuring Shawna
LP/CD: Back For The First Time ~~ Def Jam South ~~ 2000
Composer: 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
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now

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 floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

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 floor
When I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

Uh-uh, I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome
On the 50 yard line while the dirty birds kick for trees
If you like it in the club we could do it in a DJ booth or in the back of the VIP
Whip cream with cherries and strawberries on top, lick it don’t stop
Keep the door locked, don’t knock while the boat rock
We gobots and Robots
So they got to wait till the show stops
Or how ‘bout on the beach with black sand
Lick up your thigh, they call me the Pac Man
Table topper just give me a lap dance
And rock to part to the point to the flat land
That man named Ludacris, whew, in the public bathroom
Or in the back of the classroom, however you want it
Lover-lover gon’ tap that a** soon
See, I cast em and I pass ‘em
Get a tight grip and I grasp ‘em
I’ll flash ‘em and outlast ‘em
And if it ain’t good then I trash ‘em
While you stash ‘em
I let ‘em free and they tell me what they fantasy
Like up on the roof-roof
Tell your boyfriend not to be mad at me

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 floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

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 floor
When I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

Uh, I wanna get you in the bathtub wit the candles lit
You give it up till they go out
Or we could do it on stage at the Ludacris concert
‘Cause you know it got sold out
The red carpet d***, it just rolled out
Go ahead and scream, you can’t holdout
We could do it in the pourin’ rain, under the train
When it’s hot or when it’s cold out
How about up in the library on top of books, but you can’t be too loud
You wanna make a brother beg for it, give me T-L-C
‘Cause you know I too proud
We could do it in the White House
Try to make them turn the lights out
Champagne with my campaign
Let me do the damn thang
What’s my name, what’s my name, hat’s my name
Ah, designer Jacuzzi in the back row at the movie
You could scratch my back and rule me
You could push me and just pull me
On hey in the middle of the barn
Or rose pedals on silk sheets, uh
Eatin’ fresh fruits
Sweep your women right off of her feet

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 floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

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 floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

I wanna get in the backseat, windows up
That’s the way you like to f***
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 that I like it, twirk
Legs jerked 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 off on the spokes
What about up in a candy store
That chocolate-chocolate make it melt
Whips and chains, handcuffs
Smack a little booty up with my belt
Scream help, play my game
Dracula, man, I’ll get my fangs
Horseback and I’ll get my reins
Schoolteacher, let me get my brains

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 floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

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 floor
When I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

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 floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

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 floor
When I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don’t wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what’s your fantasy

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: November 14, 2000