Lyrics Fantasies - Scotty ATL, B.o.B, Wurld

Fantasies

Pretty girls wanna rule the world
Have some fun no care in the world
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh no
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh oohh
So what’s good what’s good, what’s ya fantasy, girl what’s ya sign?
I’m tired of the waitin' wassup, one time if you widdit, one time
Shakin' that ass in the world when, gettin' money and doin' it wit ya girlfriend
Independent I love it, ain’t nun like it, and in the bedroom you keep a nigga
excited
Bitches nowadays can’t even cut on a stove, but you can cook a meal and keep a
young nigga drove
Let’s get a meal together and leave these bitches like whoa, she might hit the
blunt but either way she gon roll
She jump in the drop no question, she ready to roll, I really do be feelin' her,
ain’t too many similar
Told the Scotty I ain’t really tryna sit in here, stackin' up the cash Mr.
Dillinger, yeah
Pretty girls wanna rule the world
Have some fun no care in the world
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh no
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh oohh
So what’s good what’s good, what’s ya fantasy, girl what’s ya sign?
I’m tired of the waitin' wassup, one time if you widdit, one time
Yeah, aye
She either in Vegas or somewhere in Miami, either she workin' or money must
just run in her family
Now I ain’t sayin' she sponsored or got a sugar daddy, but havin' booty for
days it usually comes in handy
Understand she only move for green guys and these guys she hit 'em wit a peace
sign
Blocked his number three times, I grew up on the Eastside, she grew up on the
west coast
She grew up in the beach house, I grew up rockin' metro
Now she wanna run the city like the Terminator, she the queen of curvin' niggas,
call her Curvanator
And all she want is good sex and reefer, she ain’t lookin' for love,
shit I ain’t lookin' for it either
Pretty girls wanna rule the world
Have some fun no care in the world
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh no
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh oohh
So what’s good what’s good, what’s ya fantasy, girl what’s ya sign?
I’m tired of the waitin' wassup, one time if you widdit, one time
Pop that pussy for a real nigga, big dawg girl yeen fuckin' wit lil' niggas
She know I rap and I be sellin' them grills nigga, but she like me she really
gettin' them bills nigga
She like the fast life too for the thrill nigga, we run the streets sometime we
just chill nigga
She drank her drink might even pop her a pill nigga, let it go down she a
pistol to the Hilfiger
Girl we fuckin' wit you don’t ever change, know ya doin' ya thang tryna feed ya
lil' baby
Every Wednesday just know you a nigga favorite, help a real nigga I’m tryna get
to the pay like
Pretty girls wanna rule the world
Have some fun no care in the world
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh no
All of the fantasies, all of the fantasies
Oh oohh
So what’s good what’s good, what’s ya fantasy, girl what’s ya sign?
I’m tired of the waitin' wassup, one time if you widdit, one time