Karaoké What's Your Fantasy Ludacris & Shawnna

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

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know

Uh what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Uh, uh

I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree

And if you like it 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 don't knock while the boat rock

We go-bots and robots so they got to wait 'till the show stop

Or how about 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 named Ludacris in the public bathroom or the back of the classroom

How ever you want it lover-lover gonna tap that ass soon

See I cast 'em and I passed 'em

Get a tight grip and I grasp 'em

I flash 'em and outlast 'em and if it ain't good then I trash 'em

While you stash 'em

I'll 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 flo'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Uh, I wanna get you in the bath tub with the candles lit you give it up 'till they go out

Or we can do it on stage at the Ludacris concert 'cos you know it got sold out

A red carpet dick it just roll out

Go ahead and scream you can't hold out

We can do it in the pouring rain running 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 TLC 'cos you know I be too proud

We can do it in the White House

Try to make them turn the lights out

Champagne with my campaign

Let me do the damn thing

What's my name

What's my name

What's my name

A sauna, a jacuzzi in the back row at the movie

You can scratch my back and rule me

You can push me and just pull me

On hay in the middle of the barn rose petals on the silk sheets

Eating fresh fruits, sweep your woman 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 flo'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ah ah

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 that 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 ropes on the ocean or in the boat

Factories or one hundred spokes

What about up in the candy store with 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

School teacher 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 flo'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

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'

Then I wanna

Ah ah, you make it so good

I don't wanna leave

But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy