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DJ Quik - Itz Your Fantasy lyrics
Baby baby baby baby baby Who taught you how to do this shit? Yeah you bad than a motherfucker Tell me why are you so curious And why you keep on starin' At the motherfuckin' zipper on these jeans That I'm wearin' cause baby what's in there Is beyond your wildest dreams And although it seems that I'm on the nigga hoe team Girl listen listen Mary don't you weep I don't come cheap and I'm not just no nigga off the street I'm a certified specialized pro Who's got a lot of soul when you're swingin' Off the end of my pole But the matter at hand is the size And how it makes ya act When you get it up and in between your thighs You could squirm and squeal and try to make a deal That'll keep me on your jock For whenever you get that feelin' for the real And when it gets swollen You think you'll be controllin' me Because I put the pole in your hole, see But however it's done, it's 68 and I owe you 1 I'm doin' it for the thrill of it So tell me can you feel it? Chorus: Itz your fantasy baby, tell me if you feel it You know you wanna feel it Itz your fantasy, sing it if you feel it Okay, let's find a place, somethin' out of dodge Like the Quality Inn or the Travelodge Since I'm goin' out of my way Baby you pay for the spot See it's only right since you gettin' the cock Now tell me who's gonna get the rubbers? First things first, yes I like a bitch Who carries Lifestyles in her purse So since you know the play Close the curtains all the way And get ready for a toss and some rib sauce With a little weed I could do a good deed And as long as you ain't bleedin' I can give you what you need But I got a little ritual before we make love You gotta dish-a-dish-a-scrub Wash-a-wash-a-wash-a-rinse in the bathtub Hennessy and apple juice to sip on Get a little buzzed and we can get our dig on So don't trip cause when you Takin' off your clothes to reveal it I'ma make you feel it Chorus: Sing it if ya feel it, itz your fantasy baby Touch me if ya feel it, I need to know if you feel it Can you feel it baby? Now put it where you want it, get in where you fit in Cause when it comes to hittin' it, splittin' it I ain't bullshittin' See, you look so good you make me wanna go bare back on ya But I ain't hittin' unless I use the whole pack on ya Bitch didn't ya know I have more stamina than a horse? So don't trip just let the Hen take it's course Yeah right now your frontin', Shy, actin' like you nervous, naw, turnaround, lay down And let me pound on your cervix Yeah, it's the Log Ride, like at Magic Mountain Take it out your mouth and shoot it like a fountain Pull and watch it explode Let me change my tire and I'm right back on the road Now is this more than you expected? You let me drive that coochie and I wrecked it So even though I'll never get another chance to kill it It's cool just as long as I made you feel it Chorus: Itz your fantasy, tell me if you feel it You know you love it, sing it if you feel it You make me feel it, I know you feel it You know you feel it, tell me if you feel it Sing it if you feel it Yeah, you feel it, I love to make you feel it Oohh, you feel it |
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