Ludacris lyrics

Ludacris lyrics

"What's Your Fantasy Remix lyrics"

Goodbye Again lyrics
I'm on the outside, looking in What do I see? So much of this left to begin Where would I be? I'm on the outside, looking in Cover me through this night Guess I don't know what's, left to say But hear me out All of the dreams of, yesterday Keep breaking me down What's on the outside, can you say Or am I getting carried away It's in your mind It's in your eyes So it's goodbye again It's way past time For one last try So it's goodbye again Goodbye... again I'm getting on, what's the use You know how I get I can't decide which is the truth At least not yet I got the feeling, it's you What can be said, alone in this room No... It's in your mind It's in your e

(feat. Trina, Shawna And Foxy Brown)

[Ludacris]
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now

[Shawna]
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down, to the down to the, to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Trina]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But you gotta let me kn-kn-kn-know what's your fantasies

[Trina (Ludacris)]
You know what I need
Somebody that who can come li-li-lick the clit
(Alright)
And a nigga who ain't thinking 'bout a Trina LP
And I'll make him go and get my shit
We can go from a fly ass jetta to a Coupe De Ville
Hotel tally ho or the Beverly Hill
A real nigga not the run of the mill
To come and spank me and make me shoot to kill
From the kitchen then you can move me
To the jaccuzzi and out the booty
Come and do your duty
Me and fat dick Ludacris making us a movie
Butt naked in a bed of cash
Make tough stuff stutter when I shake my ass
Damn she back, I though she a thing of the past
Cause I'm a bad bitch and I'm off the gl
Banapple Gas lyrics
Banapple gas oh Banapple gas Everybody's sniffing it Banapple gas O-o alas! AII the world is stuck on it Banapple gas. Does it do you good make you better Set you healthy when you're bed-tied? Well I don't know if it makes you well . . . But it must be healthy cause it don't smell. Banapple gas oh Banapple gas . . . Everybody's living on Banapple gas O-o alas! AII the world is grooving on Banapple gas. Do you know what goes inside to make it What kind of strange spice makes it right? Well I don't know what kind of spice But it must be healthy 'cause it's sterilized. Banapple gas . . . Banapple gas Give me more Banapple gas O-o . . . O-o-o Does it help you smile more to wake up Make you happy just to be alive? Well I don't know if it makes you' happy . . But it must be healthy caus
ass (Okay)
Having sex in little jets menage'tois
Getting buck wild no matter where we are
Indie 500 in the back of the car
In a dark ass club on the back of a bar
Never want, never ever wanna leave
Work for me like league over seas
I want a man to fulfill my needs
To keep my body trembling and buckle my knees

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna do in the canopy
I wanna do it where your girl gon see and get mad at me
I want a nigga that'll grab the weave
And turn my eyes Chinese
Tell me baby can you handle me?
I wanna do it all in your mouth
Then I'll pull the ass out
Make you bounce till you pass out
Or we can cut up in the grass
And give the neighbors a flash
Can you tell me who the bad motherfucker now?
Said I wanna take-ta-take-take a nigga back to the crib
And I wanna do, do all the things that I never did
Like I up on the top-to-top-top of the projects getting head
Or you can find me in a dro-drop-drop-drop on dubs in the candy red
I like a nigga when he face down, mouth wide
Polo down with them blades on
A Frame Of Mind lyrics
As the man I am, I dislikeMore purities and feelings sendInto the extacy I hateNobody controls meMaybe it's because nobody wants toAnywayThey watch the terrorIn a maze full of gray we shall restIncomplete, fictive mirrorEnchanting the way, I do at my bestWhen a man disconnects, he will lieA tale telling meyhem inquiries leadingThe poor suckers brainI'm one of those menBut hey then again: Who's to sayGrey is coming, a broken frameOn the cross, my mirrorUnattended my body decaysA future loss, aching nearerSoon I'll meet the boss[The band is talking:- Der var et eller andet, jeg syntes der var et eller andet med...jeg spillede helt ved siden af, jeg tunkte kun p? den dukke der- tihi- Jeg syn... lagde
he ride
Give me a pound with the case on the side
But it's okay I'm gon break something tonight
Oh see get on your knees
And I'll show you what's my fantasy
Like up in the coupe, coupe
Tell your bitch she ain't gotta be mad at me

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
(Remix, remix)
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Foxy Brown]
You gotta li li li lick me from my ass to my clit
Then you gotta su-suck the pussy while I sit on your dick
And I wanna talk some shit while I feel it get stiff
And then ruba-dub on my tits while I nut on your lips nigga

I'm a BK bitch, love to ride dick
Ass in his face, cock spread out
Nigga uptown, nigga down south
Same ol' shit, foot's in his mouth
F-O-X call me rough sex
Especially when a bitch get right on the X
Get it, right on X
Fuck him, check right to the next
Bitches go right, Fox right to the left
Nigga can't fuck, burner on his chest
36 D's, Prada on the breats
Baddest, send him home with na na on his breath
What? How you think a bitch got my rep?
3 Mills, still BK to the death
Still don't give a fuck
Still pose naked
Still specialize on sittin' on niggas faces
Pop magnum's by the cases
X5 Benz still spend big faces
Big frown, brown, hold first places
You know what you can do nigga?
You can li li li lick me from my ass to my clit
And ruba-dub up on
Wenn Die Rosen Blueh'n In Texas lyrics
Ich wär so gern in Texas bei meiner Rosalie sie ist die schönste Rose und blüht in der Prärie. Doch ein Cowboy der muß reiten viele Meilen hin und her drum hat er's in der Liebe auch manchmal ziemlich schwer. Wenn die Rosen blüh'n in Texas denk ich nur noch an sie und reite wie der Teufel zu meiner Rosalie. Wenn die Rosen blüh'n in Texas ja dann wartet sie drum bin ich gern in Texas und nicht in Tennesse. Denn die schönste aller Rosen blüht nur für mich allein und darum möcht' ich gerne bald wieder bei ihr sein. Dann werden Glocken läuten und sie trägt ein weißes Kleid denn auch ein echter Cowboy träumt vom Glück zu zweit. Wenn die Rosen blüh'n in Texas denk ich nur noch an sie und reite w
my tits while I nu-nut on your lips, fucka

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Trina]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But you gotta let me kn-kn-kn-know what's your fantasies
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