Stayed up the rest of the night, right after the fight Went from room to room, I was boom boom boom (room to room) Fulfill ya fantasies with Roy Jones
: You might remember How it used to be 3 and 9 could show you Any fantasy Parti-coloured pictures Now and then 3D No cheap nostalgia Conjured up by me
internal asymmetries, and also the broken symmetry we wander through. With practice I might regard people and things - the field around me - as blots: objects for fantasy
-Pain:] Shawty I been lookin at these pictures of you, Cybersurfin So when you gun' call me? (Flirtin) When you gunna come thru? (What's your fantasy?)
Fantasy (Livin in a World a Fantasy) His back agaisnt the wall Living in a World a Fantasy (Livin in a World a Fantasy) His back agaisnt the wall [
then 3 seconds So whore's keep steppin whore's keep slobbin Sex as a weapon clothes that I slept in streets keep mobbin Thieves keep robbin get two in yo butt three
help but get down like they do Verse Three: I'm doin what i gotta do I hear Charlie Rampage is the boss of New York Yo I fill more fantasies than Mr
: (feat. Jay-Z) [Jay-Z:] Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna, Chris Brown) Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad) Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action) Ahuh Ahuh No clouds in
: (feat. Chris Brown, Jay-Z) [Jay-Z] Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna, Chris Brown) Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad) Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action) Ahuh Ahuh
: (feat. Chris Brown) Jay-Z Rap: Uhuh uhuh (Yea Rihanna) (Chris Brown) Uhuh uhuh (Good girl gone bad) Uhuh uhuh (Take three Action) Uhuh uhuh No
This is how it works Kiss my mouth [T-Boz and Chilli] Some guys think they know the answers Everybody knows how to make you scream If most guys took time out their fantasies
heart, with pictures of me Had it inscribed, no us - no him - then no me She fell in love with "The Prince of Bel-Air" Fantasy was to see me and to be
swellin My nuts start yellin, excuse my prick Wanna have a talk with you, I'm sick My medicine is can I walk with you, fantasy After that we can cheat
until sunrise So lets take off up into the friendly sky to fly One Move your feet to the left Two Throw your arms in the air Three Kick it - back it
lips and download me on his floppy disk Little Kim is the only one on his mind He wanna come through and put me on his hard drive Three o'clock in the
remind of Lisa Raye Cut the lights low so we can play and grind till the day I got chicks in every city Some classy, some saddity And two or three bomber
Q, B O R O nigga Make it, make it seem easy Queens Day Yo, from the days of encore niggas hung around blocks and corner stores Huggin' gold chains of fantasies
and on the count of three (Go) Go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three (Go) Go, go, go, go, go, go Uh, on the count of three Everybody run back to your fantasy