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[Ludacris] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Give it to me now, give it to me now, Give it to me now, give it to me now [Shawnna] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Give it to me now, give it to me now, Give it to me now, give it to me now Chorus [Ludacris & Shawnna] 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 da to da flo' I wanna ah-ah you make it so good and I don't wanna leave But I got to kn kn know what's your fanta-ta-sy (repeat) [Ludacris] I wanna get in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line When the dirty birds kick for three And if you like in the club we can do it In the dj booth or in the back of the vip Whip cream with cherries, strawberries on top Lick it don't stop Keep the doe locked Don't knock while the boat rock n go-bots n Robots or they got to wait till the show stop Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand Lick up your thighs and call me pac man Table top or just give me a lap dance The rock to the park to point to the flat lands That man named Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom Or 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 they tell me what they fantasy Like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend no to be mad at me Chorus [Ludacris] I wanna get you in the bath tub With the candles lit you give it up till they go out Or we can do it backstage 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 Running the train when it's hot or when it's cold out How 'bout in the library on top of the 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 Champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thang What's my name, what's my name, what's my name in the sauna, ja'causezi In the back row at the movies You can stratch my back and rule me You can push me or just pull me On hay in the middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet Chorus [Ludacris] I wanna get you in the back seat windows up That's the way you like to fuck fogged up: fog alert Rip the pants and rip the shirt Ruff s** make it hurt In the garden all in the dirt Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerked Legs jerk, over worked, under paid, don't be afraid In the sun or in the shade On the top of my esclade Maybe your girl and my friends can trade Tag team off the rope on the ocean or in the boat factories, or up unda spokes What 'bout in the candy stoe that chocolate chocolate make it melt Whips and chains, handcuffs Smack a lil booty up with my belt, Scream help play my game Dracula I'll get my fangs Horse back I'll get my reigns School teacher let me get my grades Chorus Repeat 4x
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