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Whats Your Fantasy

Kellen Malloy
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
Yeah,  yeah, yeah, yeah
Give  it to me now, give it to me now
 Give it to me now, give it to me now
Yeah,  yeah, yeah, yeah
Give  it to me now, give it to me now
 Give it to me now..
 x2
 I wanna, li-li-li-lick  you from yo' head  to yo' toes
 And I wanna, move  from the bed down to the down  to the to the flo'
 Then I wanna, ahh  ahh - you make it so good  I don't wanna leave
 But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know  what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy
 I wanna get you in the Georgia  Dome on the fifty yard line While the Dirty Birds kick
 for t'ree
 And if you like in the club  we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
 Whipped cream with cherries  and strawberries on top. Lick it don't stop, keep the door
 locked don't knock while the boat rock
We  go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
 Or how 'bout on the beach  with black sand. Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
 Table top or just give  me a lap dance. The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
 That man Ludacris  (woo) in the public bathroom Or in back of a classroom
How  ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
See  I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
I  flash 'em and out last 'em
 And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash  'em I'll let 'em free And the tell me
 what they fantasy
 Like up  on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me
 I wanna get you in the bath  tub With the candle lit you give it up till they go out
 Or we can do it on stage  of the Ludacris concert Cause you know I got sold out
 Or red carpet dick  could just roll out Go 'head and scream you can't hold out
 We can do it in the pouring  rain runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
 How 'bout in the library  on top of books But you can't be too loud
 You wanna make a brother beg  for it Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
 We can do it in the white  house tryna make them turn the lights out
 Champagne with my campaign let me do  the damn thing. What's my name, what's my name,
 what's my name
 A sauna,  jacuzzi
 In the back row at the movies. You can scratch  my back and rule me
 You can push me or just pull me. On  hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the
 silk sheets uh
 Eating fresh  fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
 I wanna get you in the back  seat windows up
 That's the way you like to fuck, clogged up  fog alert
 Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff  sex make it hurt In the garden all in the dirt
Roll  around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
Legs  jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
In  the sun or up in the shade
 On the top of my Escalade. Maybe  your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
On  the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
What  about up in the candy store that chocolate chocolate make it melt
Whips  and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
Scream  help play my game; Dracula man I'll get my fangs
Horseback  and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my grades

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Readable chord sheet for Whats Your Fantasy by Kellen Malloy

[C] [G] [Am] [F]

[C]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[G]Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now

[Am]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[F]Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now..

x2
I wanna, [C]li-li-li-lick you from yo' [G]head to yo' toes
And I wanna, [Am]move from the bed down to the [F]down to the to the flo'
Then I wanna, a[C]hh ahh - you make it so [G]good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta, [Am]kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your [F]fan-ta-ta-sy

I wanna get you in the [C]Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line While the Dirty Birds kick
for t'ree
And if you like in the [G]club we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Whipped cream with [Am]cherries and strawberries on top. Lick it don't stop, keep the door
locked don't knock while the boat rock
[F]We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
Or how 'bout on the [C]beach with black sand. Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
Table top or just g[G]ive me a lap dance. The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
That man L[Am]udacris (woo) in the public bathroom Or in back of a classroom
[F]How ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
[C]See I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
[G]I flash 'em and out last 'em
And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you s[Am]tash 'em I'll let 'em free And the tell me
what they fantasy
Like [F]up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me

I wanna get you in the b[C]ath tub With the candle lit you give it up till they go out
Or we can do it on [G]stage of the Ludacris concert Cause you know I got sold out
Or red carpet d[Am]ick could just roll out Go 'head and scream you can't hold out
We can do it in the p[F]ouring rain runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
How 'bout in the [C]library on top of books But you can't be too loud
You wanna make a brother [G]beg for it Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
We can do it in the w[Am]hite house tryna make them turn the lights out
Champagne with my campaign let me d[F]o the damn thing. What's my name, what's my name,
what's my name
A s[C]auna, jacuzzi
In the back row at the movies. You can s[G]cratch my back and rule me
You can push me or just pull me. On[Am] hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the
silk sheets uh
Eating f[F]resh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet

I wanna get you in the b[C]ack seat windows up
That's the way you like to fuck, clogged [G]up fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, r[Am]uff sex make it hurt In the garden all in the dirt
[F]Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
[C]Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
[G]In the sun or up in the shade
On the top of my Escalade. M[Am]aybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
[F]On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
[C]What about up in the candy store that chocolate chocolate make it melt
[G]Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
[Am]Scream help play my game; Dracula man I'll get my fangs
[F]Horseback and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my grades

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