Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fantasy , by - Miles Davis. Song from the album Doo-Bop, in the genre Release date: 25.06.1992
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Fantasy |
| Watch out for licks from my big fat stick |
| The stick is real thick, call me Easy Mo bick |
| But this bick can’t be flicked like a lighter to a joint |
| I’m easy, not water, get the point |
| In other words, the Mo ain’t a joke |
| And somethin' like the trumpet I’m jumpin' on the difficult folk |
| Miles is the style of the hip hop bugle |
| Not your ordinary, or even Chattanooga |
| The train that goes choo-choo |
| Like Norton sang Lulu |
| The horn casts spells like some witch doctor’s voodoo |
| The notes from his trumpet makes ladies get freaky like sex |
| Reach a climax, what’s next? |
| Two hunky-dories that’s tripled your fancy |
| Not in your panties, but up in your mind, that’s where we stand, see |
| That’s where you seek for the need of a chance to be |
| Part of the Easy Mo Bee and Miles Davis fantasy |
| Yeah |
| What I mean |
| What of the words? |
| For your mind, one time |
| Get up, stop |
| Take it, Miles |