Fantasy - Jet 2

Looking at you got me feeling like I’m staring to a dream

But when reality sets, I always seem to lose the scene

Got beauty in the mirror, you simply reflect perfection

And I’m just left alone to sit in front of the screen thinking

I wonder if I’d ever get to meet sweetness

I want it all, but I can settle down for eating pieces

With greasy fingers, still manage to keep a neat demeanor

Got a niggie sleeping, thinking I’m 'bout to eat this dream up

Sweet dreams got me candy coated fantasies

You sugar covered choco-latté, vanilla banana breeze

Peanut butter, cookie cream, I could eat a land of these

Ask what shall I have and I say «put her on the platter please?»

Thank you, got a niggie practicing manners, see

Wrapped up in your love, I’m all covered up like a canopy

But can it be a nightmare, is it bad to dream

So hot, girl you’re tanning me in my fantasy

Girl, I always seem to see

That you’re my fantasy

I always end up realizing just how much you mean to me

Every time that I see

Girl, you’re my fantasy

Girl it seems that you’ve just got something that takes control of me

Total control of me

Total control of me

Girl you’re my fantasy

But when it comes to her, I’m a cool cat

With seven lives, where the other two at?

I gave it to her twice

Put it in her book bag, zip it up, zip it up

Jet 2, too fly, sip her up, sip her up

Sippie cup, nigga… Tommy Pickles shit

She got that Angelica, I gotta get it quick

Then again, I replace all your minutes in with hours

In my visions, cause she pretty with a nice set of…

A nice sweater on, nice set of kicks

Fresh sneakers, wife beater and I’m all up in the mix like

I’m admiring sitting close from her sexy pressed hair

To her little pretty toes

And clean caramel skin like she bathe in gold

And hot sexy clothes like she bought 'em in a oven

Wanna put my fingers in her keys, Beethoven

I get her Gucci then beat- Zaytoven

Every time I fantasize, she got me on a planet high

Not on this planet, but on a different planet, wow

Venus, Mars, Saturn, Pluto, Jupiter, or whichever one you prefer

I got a view for her from different planets now

Sitting on a satellite, ironic because she a dish

And I eat her ish until I grow like a chi-chi-Chia pet

Get a piece of that, Dominos, Caesar man

Every time she see the man, I freeze when I see her man

Freezer, man she got the capability to freeze a man

She flyer than a visa, got me feeling like Peter, wait

I think I need a diet, can I try it?

Be my eating plan

Got her giving thanks, Thanksgiving, no seasoning

And I ain’t giving Cs in it, she got that grade A ish

Eat it all until I make her cheese like danish

Then I take a taste test, probably taste like pastries

Yummy for my tummy 'til the moment I awaken