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Forever Haiku - Fantasy (feat. YT Jetta & Trapac Shakur) Lyrics
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Ouie gooey Louis belt
All you niggas show and tell
Rolly polly ollie
Dancing dollars in the air
Dancing on me is chanel
Dancing on me she a bell
LA nigga can you tell
Shorty thicker f*ck her health
I want money
Don't want bitches
I want riches
I want vision
Wanna see you drip
When you walk
And the sauce
Coming off
Yea Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
Ouie gooey Louis belt
All you niggas show and tell
Rolly polly ollie
Dancing dollars in the air
F*ck love that's a fantasy
Lil bitch admit it you a fan of me
I just wanna blow a gram under the canopy
Need a lil baby that could handle me
Young reckless and wild dude
"Only Tha Skwad" that's a ground move yea
She shaking that shit to the bounce too
Young Parke did the sound too
Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
OTS Nigga!
All my bitches love fantasy
F*ck her on the canopy
Her daddy can't stand it G
Nigga I'm a real one
F*ck with me and ima kill something
Give a f*ck about a felony
Ouie Louis Gucci down
Uchie Coochie do me now
Shorty wanna f*ck I pulled her panties down
I need a real bitch not a hand-me-down
Shorty blow me like a bag-pipe
F*ck your girl on her grad-nite
Boss nigga been done had strikes
Trick I'm ballin no half time
Counting bands in my past time
Dream about me all the damn time
Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
Ouie gooey Louis belt
I'm that nigga can't you tell yup
Riding through the city
Skinny Biggie Gucci down
And ima give them hoes what they ask for
A bag full of racks outta cashflow
I could tell em' bout the struggle I was pass poor
Now a nigga hella fly like a passport
Diamonds like water
Sprinkle me sprinkle
Big blang my pinky ring
Chain on like Mr. T
Give a f*ck what you think of me
Got your bitch on my dick
Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
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Ouie gooey Louis belt
All you niggas show and tell
Rolly polly ollie
Dancing dollars in the air
Dancing on me is chanel
Dancing on me she a bell
LA nigga can you tell
Shorty thicker f*ck her health
I want money
Don't want bitches
I want riches
I want vision
Wanna see you drip
When you walk
And the sauce
Coming off
Yea Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
Ouie gooey Louis belt
All you niggas show and tell
Rolly polly ollie
Dancing dollars in the air
F*ck love that's a fantasy
Lil bitch admit it you a fan of me
I just wanna blow a gram under the canopy
Need a lil baby that could handle me
Young reckless and wild dude
"Only Tha Skwad" that's a ground move yea
She shaking that shit to the bounce too
Young Parke did the sound too
Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
OTS Nigga!
All my bitches love fantasy
F*ck her on the canopy
Her daddy can't stand it G
Nigga I'm a real one
F*ck with me and ima kill something
Give a f*ck about a felony
Ouie Louis Gucci down
Uchie Coochie do me now
Shorty wanna f*ck I pulled her panties down
I need a real bitch not a hand-me-down
Shorty blow me like a bag-pipe
F*ck your girl on her grad-nite
Boss nigga been done had strikes
Trick I'm ballin no half time
Counting bands in my past time
Dream about me all the damn time
Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
Ouie gooey Louis belt
I'm that nigga can't you tell yup
Riding through the city
Skinny Biggie Gucci down
And ima give them hoes what they ask for
A bag full of racks outta cashflow
I could tell em' bout the struggle I was pass poor
Now a nigga hella fly like a passport
Diamonds like water
Sprinkle me sprinkle
Big blang my pinky ring
Chain on like Mr. T
Give a f*ck what you think of me
Got your bitch on my dick
Fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Some of y'all living fantasy
Fantasy fantasy
Make my life to a
Fantasy fantasy
Living
Fantasy fantasy
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Writer: Judah McLean, Made Banks
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