Lyrics Fantasy - JAH , King Khali

Bad Bitches Only

I wanna know about all your passions and what you do on the weekend
Linking up wit yo friends and party all night then sleep in?
You look like you do yoga and flexible probably vegan
Well if you don't mind I'll get behind and stretch you out this evening
You was crafted, you like a goddess
In the south we call your type a stallion, no question bout it
Found out yo field dont need a bachelors but you finished college
Made mama proud you like your thighs, well rounded
And you don't need me for nothing
You just want something real
You want someone consistent enough to care how they feel
Want somebody that's grinding but you don't need no provider
You want someone who patient
Want somebody that's honest
And I think that's why you fucks wit me cus I been runnin up commas
Girl you bad like a toddler
Sex wit you be the wildest
Thinking bout you for days
I been stuck in this mood
Wondering bout all the thangs imma be doing to you
Cus baby girl I wanna

Lick lick lick lick you from yo head to yo toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna, ah ah
You make it so good ion wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fant-t-tasy
I wanna
Lick lick lick lick you from yo head to yo toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna, ah ah
You make it so good ion wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fant-t-tasy

Said they used to call me Daddy Ways
But you call me DW
The Author of your fantasy by the way that I'm loving you
I make it go deeper
I fill up yo meter
Yo mama had jungle fever
Got my knees weaker
You know I'm a pleaser
I turn you into a leaker baby
You know I drive you crazy
I can make yo pussy wavy
Make it possible for us to have babies
That full porno head you give is amazing
I been loving how you tasting
You been fillin up my cravings
From the sunrise to the day end your heart's racing wait
Baby say she go to Howard
So this, intellectual conversation all I'm thinking bout how we can fuck in the showers
Got me, daydreaming bout all your fantasies
That's my 112 in the morning
And all I do is eat your peaches and cream

Lick lick lick lick you from yo head to yo toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna, ah ah
You make it so good ion wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fant-t-tasy