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

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, "Ahh ahh," 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, "Ahh ahh," 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, 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 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 'til 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 (woo), in the public bathroom
Or in back of the classroom
How ever you want it, lover-lover gon' 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's 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, "Ahh ahh," 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, "Ahh ahh," 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 'til they go out
Or we can do it on stage at the Ludacris concert
'Cause you know it got sold out
A red carpet dick, it just roll out
Gon' 'head 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 'cause 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? (Ah)
The sauna, 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 (woo)
Or rose petals on the silk sheets (uh)
Eating fresh fruit, sweep your woman right off 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, "Ahh ahh," 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, "Ahh ahh," 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 twerked
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 are on hundred spokes
What about up in the 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
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, "Ahh ahh," 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, "Ahh ahh," 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, "Ahh ahh," 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, "Ahh ahh," 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?


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What's Your Fantasy Lyrics as written by Christopher Bridges Shondrae Crawford

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    this song it kinda funny but i really like it..its a song that gets stuck in your head and you sing it for days but you dont really get tired of it...its good about giving you ideas on places and ways to have sex and new things are great!!!

    vern0369on May 02, 2002   Link
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    I looooove this song. It's pretty obvious what it's about, doncha think?

    Seattleon May 23, 2002   Link
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    Haha, this song brings back memories....my friend Evan was in NHS (National Honor Society) in high school and my friend Sarah and I "bought" him for Senior Slave Day. We dressed him up in a leopard teddy (over his clothes!) and made him walk around the halls of school singing this song at the top of his lungs!! Ahhh, good times, good times :)

    kukamanja27on May 30, 2002   Link
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    this is the first song i ever heard from ludacris and it'll always be my fav. ^_^

    BlueFlameon June 14, 2002   Link
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    this song is silly..it's obvious what it's about.

    juliegrayon July 07, 2002   Link
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    ok, this song is special to me bacause it was played at my grandmas funeral. it is her song because she would tell me stories about her, her past, and doing grandpa. this song reminds me of another song by Blink 182 that goes.... when grandpa f...ed grandma. its very special to me and my friend who has a cyst in her right breast, but not her left.

    Mooshi-Mooshion July 24, 2002   Link
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    i love this song because it reminds me of my boyfriend cuz, well you probaly know why

    rainbow_briteon July 31, 2002   Link
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    This song brings back AWESOME memories of me and the guy that I liked talking on the phone late at night, and me breaking out in song and singing this song.. and of course... he joined in too!

    aloha_girlieon August 24, 2002   Link
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    wow this song is so dumb! i mean come on, rap fuckin sucks dude. its all about fuckin ho's and how 'bling blingin' they are...rap is so dumb. its a bad excuse for music.

    Nirvanafreak94on August 24, 2002   Link
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    hahaha that was awsome i hate rap too...hahah like the saying says u cant spell CRAP without RAP! muahahahahaha... down with rap! ITS SUCKS ASS! ~heather~

    heathyron August 28, 2002   Link

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