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Do or Die - Fantasy lyrics
(chorus) I wish I could fly away from here unto a place for You and me relax ya mind relax ya mind and I will fulfill your fantasy. (Belo) Well I want to be ya fantasy but I got to keep it real Im a pimp baby sure enough cause I got too many chicks on da side and I love to smoke and ride so you will recognize a true thug fill the game I go out like two slugs ya think ya ass is da bomb you too bugged anyway I can take you on a little cruise and we can do the things ya really really want a do cause im a man I believe in friends I can give a little if you let me in we can hit the city like alone we been we can fly to coon with the mexicans but ya gotta plan when the sex begins and I dont really mind if ya lesbien we can be a trio if ya bring ya friend call her then we could been strait to the crib and pop the chris pour loui you do me most be little over to me but I cant help it just to be me original po p-i-m-p dobb hats city sharp do you really want to be my fantasy my fantasy. (chorus) x2 (second verse) Thats yo friend and she goin say hes a pimp dont get caught up in any composition my name was brought up you need to check yo homie but not tonight you involved in something thats oh so right lay some pipe sip on some remy and stay the night glows of vertical blinds searching for line medical phisical burden of mine un button her blous how can I obtain this inner ambitous lust roll back yo gucci dress recieve the touch sexual thoughts that leave nuts is it me or you who tried to resist got you convinced lost in the mist grabbing the sheets and balling her fists close yo eyes go deeper than this ex-hale and curece the way it was ment I guess its another way that we vent but please no hickey leave me wishful whissper what you need im going to get the entire picture I wish you wish. (chorus) x2 (belo) I put the back to the front door in the c its down town mo mo one chick had the look of an nypho and my conversation just to a essintal make a ma took a puff like indo layed back in the drop while the wind blow little momma drink belve or hen oh pretty eyes thick thighs at the side door she benificial to a man like me oh walked in wit a pation kiss on her neck while we laughing she be giving up on ass then ask them do you want fly wit me belo wana take a trip wit me belo I can make you happy and this I know fly to Italy chris to the floor do you wanna man that can sound like me all day niggaz that be out like me here to make you look and bounce like me original po p-i-m-p dobb hats city sharp do you really want to be my fantasy my fantasy. (chorus) x2 |
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