Fantasia Robb Bank$ (Ft. Cris Dinero)

[Intro: Robb Bank$ & Cris Dinero]
Hey Cris... (Mmm)
Fuck you (Mmm)
On you, on you (Mmm)
On you, lemme put it on you (Yah yah)
On you, yeah, I put it on you (Ah)
All the lies, I put it on you
All the hate, I'ma put it on you (Yeah yah)
All this dick, only you, daddy came here for you (Yah yah)
Uh, come with me to Fantasia
No shortcut here later
Doctor J, I prescribe that we should lay up (Yeah yah)
We could book the Montreal on my Four Season (Yah yah)
Uh, take my hand to Fantasia
I can hear your moan through the phaser, no shortcut
Baby, in your hair later, all day laid up (Yeah yah)
I'm on bae-cation (Yah yah)

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$ & Cris Dinero]
He can't look you in the eye, treat you like Kush, face you
Tell you, I don't give my love away
You can't lift this curse off me (Yeah yah)
You ain't gon' break my heart today (No)(Yah yah)
No, this ain't a full-feature, baby 'is a prelude
Look me in the eye when you talk to me
Nothin' like your last nigga, no, no, no way (Yeah yah)
No, you finna get some dick today (Yah yah)
Dinero on the beat, while I run up the pesos
Fuck your ex, nigga he ain't thuggin' like me (Woah woah)
Go and hurry up and do it, tell him that you choose me (Yeah yah)
You could be my Misty, long as you don't trade me (Yah yah)
Know I fuck you twenty-four hours off the Quaalude
I'm a wolf for these west-side streets (Woah woah)
Feel on top of the world when you beside me (Yeah yah)
But don't lie to me, you ain't in love with me, no (Yah yah)