Fantasy ft. TONYB. by @l3x Oliv3r published on 2023-04-14T00:34:51Z Yet she became more and more promiscuous as she recalled the days of her youth There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses. Intro: Moon creeping up I can feel your energy You ain't gotta rush with me Day just to make it by You can put on a show For sure For sure For sure Chorus: Moon creeping up I can feel your energy Energy Take your time baby you ain't gotta rush with me With me I know you work everyday just to make it by Fantasies not yourself leave yourself behind I know You can put on a show For sure, for sure, for sure Verse 1: Ones, fives, tens, twenties She's freakier when you have plenty (yea) ATM, I ain't out yet We both plugged in like we share an outlet Damn you could drop a stack on that ass Damn you could put a stack on that ass (yea) Other girls trash so please don't be mad If I'm tryna get you to my bachelor pad Went out tonight Cuz I'm on a mission Of careful precision To cause some division of legs But I know I must be tripping I'm tricking and slipping and paying tuition If I give up work You betta put in work I gotta get you first (yea) So lift up your skirt So I go berserk And twerk that pussy til you make it hurt Hell I know that I ain't her first But any other nigga out here is way worse When I get in that pussy, I'll put it in a hearse She say she finna burst and for me that works She popping and dropping that ass don't be stopping I'm flossing and bossing, but I'm not Rick Rossing I'm willing tossing you in my apartment Don't care what it's costing throughout my departments But I go so deep to the point you can't speak When a freak meet a freak you can't use those sheets (yea) Toes curling she even shaking her feet And I attack like an animal in heat, til I'm beat I ain't tryna crash We could have a blast I might be crass But I got the cash I'll flash it fast Just to see that ass And impress that ass God bless that ass (woop) Chorus: Moon creeping up I can feel your energy Energy Take your time baby you ain't gotta rush with me With me I know you work everyday just to make it by Fantasies not yourself leave yourself behind I know You can put on a show For sure, for sure, for sure Verse 2: When I'm in the pussy I don't ever tap out (nah) Get all that wetness like I know there's a drought (yea) Georgia boy, know all about down south And when she can't speak I fill up her mouth (ha ha) Love when I watch her touch on herself And offer a hand like she needs some help (yea) And I touch on her body even when we in the party When my hands hit her hips it excite her like coffee (yea) Act like an angel but my name's not Charlie (yea) Show me her chest like we at Mardi (yea) Gras at the damn bar could be a pornstar Know is I gotta get her back to my damn car Get her to my crib and fuck like we at war (yea) Got her sweating hard like we at a damn spa (yea) At my spot Like it a lot She's smoking hot Close no cigar (yea) She don't wanna be my bae And I don't want her to stay Just want her to feel like that pussy got slayed (ye) Cum so many times I don't have a rhyme for it Got a bush down there and I gotta explore it This vixen bewitching when steadily stripping I'm whipping and whipping and double and dipping She's dripping and kicking And screaming and fidgeting Biting her lips while I slip it and get it in Liquor's in my liver My touch makes her quiver My love makes her shiver (yea) Always sure I tip her (yea) It's so good I am losing my sanity I am the majesty inflating my vanity When in reality I know it damage me But I live happily, cuz its a fantasy (Chorus) Moon creeping up I can feel your energy Energy Take your time baby you ain't gotta rush with me With me I know you work everyday just to make it by Fantasies not yourself leave yourself behind I know You can put on a show For sure, for sure, for sure Genre R&B & Soul