Luyện nghe bài hát Fantasy

(Madrox)
Baby, you don't know me, but I'm
'Cause I like comic books, toys and freaky
And you can never me at all
Even if coming out of your panties and bra
I taught and I been played, it's all the same
And why they call it a game and me a loser
I like subtle who like to fuck rough
Not thug who just like to just make love
You're just too
And maybe you been
But who am I to
The you let up in you
I who I am
Do you who you are
And would you really have the for me
If I a rap star
I'm an provider of the carnival speach
To get you so hot you your titties and peach
You say you rub soft spot when you thinking of me
Well add two more fingers and go deeper into your

You rub, you touch, of me
You it bad, just let it be
How bad you it, let me see
How far you'll take this

I see like you all the time
They act they want to be mine
They act like once get what they want
be happy, fantasy

(Monoxide)
I'm not if you know what you're getting into
fucking with me is like fucking with a gin-su
I'm not the and flowers type that you're use to
To damn die to try to impress or amuse you
And all you see is the and the contacts
And hear a couple of bomb
And then you're like, where at
And I don't see how you could get a picture of me on the internet
I with the fame
It'll make it look we ever met
It'll take another guess maybe 'cause you're
And I ain't even trying to be playing with
And plus I'm probably everything you'd
And you'll probably just to go and get married instead
And probably just be the craziest bitch I ever met
And I'll probably end up in jail for your neck once again
If I was working at your local record
Would you still to be my little whore

You rub, you touch, of me
You want it bad, let it be
How bad you it, let me see
How far you'll this fantasy

I see girls like you all the
They act like they want to be
They act like once they get what they
They'll be happy,

(Madrox)
I got bitches telling me they hear I got a pretty
Aside from that and the fat kid tits, that's my
A few reasons to make you lick your lips
Imagining you're deep my pretty chubby thickness
you be feeling me
If I was serving you burgers and
shakes and promotional apple pies
Or just drying your ride at the car wash
how I imagine my digits
Would have been in the sauce

(Monoxide)
Maybe it's because I got cute ass nuts
That make the chickens to get me
And just them up
It could be my super long run of bad luck
That will turn a good into a freaky deaky slut
Or maybe it's because crazy sitting in the dark
With headphones we're never apart
And on that note I'm going to see you you're dreaming
Thinking of me and just

You rub, you touch, of me
You want it bad, let it be
How bad you it, let me see
How far you'll this fantasy

I see girls like you all the
They act like they want to be
They act once they get what they want
They'll be happy,