Представляем точный текст композиции "Whats Your Fantasy (Ludacris Cover)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Travis Morrison . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Whats Your Fantasy (Ludacris Cover)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Travis Morrison передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Travis Morrison - "Whats Your Fantasy (Ludacris Cover)"
Lyrics to Whats Your Fantasy (Ludacris Cover) : Give it to me now Give it to me now Give it to me now Give it to me now Yeah Yeah Give it to me now Give it to me now Give it to me now Give it to me now Yeah Yeah (Chorus) 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 the floor And I gotta - ahh ahh You make it so good I dont wanna leave But I gotta Kn-kn-kn-know what-whats your fanta-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 the floor And I gotta - ahh ahh You make it so good I dont wanna leave But I gotta Kn-kn-kn-know what-whats your fanta-ta-sy I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line Where the Dirty Birds kick for tree And if you like it in the club we can do it in the DJ booth Or the back of the V.I.P. Whipped cream with cherry, strawberries on top Baby, dont stop Keep the door locked, dont knock while the boat rocks We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stops How bout on the beach with black sand Lick up your thigh then call me Pac-Man Table top or just do the lap dance Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatland That man is Ludacris (woo!) in the public bathroom Or the back of the classroom, however you want it Lover, lover gonna tap that ass soon See, I past em and I cast em Get a tight grip and I grasp em I flash em and outlast em And if it aint good, then I trash em While you stash em, I sell em free And they tell me what they fantasy Like up on the roof (roof!) tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me Im gonna Li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes And I wanna Move from the bed down to the down to the the floor And I gotta - ahh ahh You make it so good I dont wanna leave But I gotta Kn-kn-kn-know what-whats your fanta-ta-sy 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 Red carpet dick could just roll out Go ahead and scream - you cant hold out We can do it in the pourin rain, under the train When its hot or when its cold out How bout up in the library on top of books But you cant be too loud You wanna make a brother beg for it Give me TLC, cause you know Ill be too proud We can do it in the White House Try an make em turn the lights out Champaign with my campaign Let me do the damn thing Whats my name Whats my name Whats my name Ahh - the sauna, jacuzzi In the back row of the movie You can scratch my back and rule me You can push me and just pull me Like hay in the middle of the barn Or rose pedals on silk sheets Eating fresh fruits, sweep your girl right off her f-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 the floor And I gotta - ahh ahh You make it so good I dont wanna leave But I gotta Kn-kn-kn-know what-whats your fanta-ta-sy I wanna get you in the back seat, windows up Thats the way you like to - ahh Fogged up, clog alert Rip the pants and rip the shirt Rough sex, make her hurt In the garden, all in the dirt Roll around Georgia Brown Thats the way that I like to twerk Legs jerked, overworked, underpaid but dont be afraid In the sun or up in the shade On the top of my Escalade Maybe my friend and your girl could trade Tag team, off the ropes Factories or a hundred spokes In the ocean or on the boat How bout 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, Im gonna get my fangs Bareback, Im gonna get my reigns School teacher, [ Whats Your Fantasy (Ludacris Cover) Lyrics ]
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