. Fantasy, play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything, take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy Dear Mr. Fantasy
Traducció: Big Sugar. Benvolgut Sr Fantasy.
m good lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all night long We not stoppin', I don't care if the kids watchin' I stir it like motherfuckin' coffee and brown sugar Girls dem sugar
Groovy, groovy jazzy funky pounce bounce dance as we Dip in the melodic sea, the rhythm keeps flowin', it drips to MC Sweet sugar, pop sugar, pop rocks
Hey, sister, yeah, you, You got me runnin' like a wounded criminal You're a big, bad baby cat Rollin' around in your designer sheets in tatter Keep it
porns Come with me and then watch me come My tip's the only thing that'll make you say humm Seven, six, five, four, three, twenty-one Come on, big pussy
jewels I like it more than you know it I like it more than you know it Do you want me baby, I want some mo' Do you want me sugar, I want some mo' I
let me drop the big one All the little children hands up high Waitin' for the sugar plums fallin' from the sky Movin' to the high ground, to the sugar
As we ridin' through the city lights Monday Magic City night Pass these around, momentarily they feelin' like Gettin' right, good girls, got 'em gettin' busy like Big
your wildest fantasies, oh with ease But there's just one thing, it's gonna cost you, yeah you Same old story, same old song just a fool and his money Sugar
bring you sugar in the morning and the sweet stuff you eat at night You just believe when it comes down to making love I'll satisfy your every need and every fantasy
ARE you AFRAID OF? sugar I want mine right here right now SUGAR I won't play girl to your boy no more, sugar I can almost reach it now, now, now Sugar
my dreams come true Hey, sugar I'll tell you a secret Hey, little girl I couldn't live without your love It's a wonderful world But this night ain't big
straight? mirror mirror on the wall who is the fairest whose the big baller run his shit in the terrace girls dream apparets wanted by sugar daddy
had Start drinkin, bitch [ CHORUS ] Hey yo, 'Lik, fill in the blanks What's up with these would-be gold diggers chasin entertainer niggas Handin out sugar daddy contracts to big
ring on her finger is welded down to the bone And it's driving her crazy Oh honey child have your lost your mind, does your fantasy burn The chair is
you ole bitch ass niggaz on that ole goofy section of the newspaper Knalmtalkinbout? (Mr. Magoo ass niggaz) All that ole comedy shit, that ole fantasy
and been Livin' out your fantasy Sleepin' late and smokin' tea Keep in touch with mama kin Tell her where you gone and been Livin' out your fantasy Sleepin
