Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby   Who taught you how to do this shit?   Yeah, you bad than a motherfucker   Tell me, why are you so curious   And why you keep on starin'   At the motherfuckin' zipper on these jeans   That I'm wearin' cause baby what's in there   Is beyond your wildest dreams   And although it seems that I'm on the nigga hoe team   Girl, listen, listen, Mary don't you weep   I don't come cheap and I'm not just no nigga off the street   I'm a certified specialized pro   Who's got a lot of soul when you're swingin'   Off the end of my pole   But the matter at hand is the size   And how it makes ya act   When you get it up and in between your thighs   You could squirm and squeal and try to make a deal   That'll keep me on your jock   For whenever you get that feelin' for the real   And when it gets swollen   You think you'll be controllin' me   Because I put the pole in your hole, see   But however it's done, it's 68 and I owe you 1   I'm doin' it for the thrill of it   So tell me can you feel it?   Chorus:   Itz your fantasy baby, tell me if you feel it   You know you wanna feel it   Itz your fantasy, sing it if you feel it   Okay, let's find a place, somethin' out of dodge   Like the Quality Inn or the Travelodge   Since I'm goin' out of my way   Baby you pay for the spot   See it's only right since you givin' up the cock   Now tell me who's gonna get the rubbers?   First things first, yes I like a bitch   Who carries Lifestyles in her purse   So since you know the play   Close the curtains all the way   And get ready for a toss and some dick sauce   With a little weed I could do a good deed   And as long as you ain't bleedin'   I can give you what you need   But I got a little ritual before we make love   You gotta dousch-a-dousch-a-scrub   Wash-a-wash-a-wash-a-rinse in the bathtub   Hennessy and apple juice to sip on   Get a little buzzed and we can get our dig on   So don't trip cause when you   Takin' off your clothes to reveal it   I'ma make you feel it   Chorus:   Sing it if ya feel it, itz your fantasy baby   Touch me if ya feel it, I need to know if you feel it   Can you feel it baby?   Now put it where you want it, get in where you fit in   Cause when it comes to hittin' it, splittin' it   I ain't bullshittin'   See, you look so good you make me wanna go bare back on ya   But I ain't hittin' unless I use the whole pack on ya   Bitch didn't ya know I have more stamina than a horse?   So don't trip just let that hand take it's course   Yeah right now your frontin',   Shy, actin' like you nervous, naw, turnaround, lay down   And let me pound on your cervix   Yeah, it's the Log Ride, like at Magic Mountain   Take it out your mouth and shoot it like a fountain   Pull and watch it explode   Let me change my tire and I'm right back on the road   Now is this more than you expected?   You let me drive that coochie and I wrecked it   So even though I'll never get another chance to kill it   It's cool just as long as I made you feel it   Chorus:   Itz your fantasy, tell me if you feel it   You know you love it, sing it if you feel it   You make me feel it, I know you feel it   You know you feel it, tell me if you feel it   Sing it if you feel it   Yeah, you feel it, I love to make you feel it   Oohh, you feel it