Luyện nghe bài hát Fantasy

(Madrox)
Baby, you don't me, but I'm crazy
'Cause I like books, toys and freaky ladies
And you can fade me at all
Even if you're coming out of your and bra
I taught and I been played, it's all the same
And that's why they call it a and me a loser
I like subtle bitches who like to rough
Not thug bitches who just like to make love
You're too confused
And you been abused
But who am I to
The you let up in you
I who I am
Do you who you are
And would you really the hots for me
If I wasn't a rap
I'm an underground provider of the carnival
To get you so hot you flash titties and peach
You say you rub soft spot when you thinking of me
Well add two more fingers and go deeper into fantasy

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 like they to be mine
They act once they get what they want
They'll be happy,

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

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

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

(Madrox)
I got bitches telling me they I got a pretty dick
from that and the fat kid tits, that's my assets
A few more reasons to you lick your lips
Imagining you're throating my pretty chubby thickness
Would you be me
If I was serving you and fries
Chocolate shakes and promotional apple
Or just drying your ride at the local car
how I imagine my digits
Would have been in the sauce

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

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

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