Luyện nghe bài hát Having Sex

If you believe in sex say "hell yea" (hell yea)
If you in having sex say "hell yea" (hell yea)
If you in having sex say "hell yea" (hell yea)
If you in having sex say "hell fuck yea" (yes sir)

1: Juicy J]
Shawty throw me that ass, up let me see it
Pop it let me touch it, bring it and let me squeeze it
Go on show me that pussy cat, I'mma take it home and it
If good as it looks, might go in raw and seed it
Pop a couple of these bands, she poppin' open that
Pussy wet as a pool, and J's in the deep end
Bands a make her dance, I don't tip till I see
And she ain't got no waist line, that ass as soft as a seat
Damn right I it rain, all night that's a hurricane
Strip club run out of ones, I'm throwin' twenties I need change
Every she drop it, I'm goin' off to my pocket
Fifty thousand in the air, I ain't I got it

[Verse 2:
I in having sex, bitch I'm Miss America
I do I wanna do, and I fuck him in my Panamera
Uh yea, fat bitch, don't see no bra,
I don't even fuck 'bout the cabbage
Them just sweet, average
J know the mango Juicy, he love my big ol'
Louboutins bake my cookie, bitch no hooptie
If I let you my movie, my legs wrapped around my neck
If I let you feature in my movie, somebody cuttin' me a big
Hoodrich, he got a dick
I'm Auquafina make 'em in it
I wanna his third leg while he's strokin' it
my face in the pillow while he crankin' it
Oh yea, bend me over take a pic, stroke me good throw me dick
put this shit on Instagram, it's Juicy J and Trina bitch

[Verse 3: 2
I don't a fi-nuck, put it in her gin-uts
Hit a strip club, ran out of ones so now I got to
I give a fi-nuck, put in her gin-uts
I don't a, I don't give a, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I give a fi-nuck, put in her gin-uts
Hit a club, ran out of ones so now I got to re-up
Sex pistol, lady killer, b-b-b-bust a nut on her, and
sittin', (damn)

OK now next contestent, I smoked a for breakfast

Skeeted on her chest, and thats a fuckin'
By the time you get back, I'll be leave a strokers
With a like Pocahontas, with her hair down to her shoulders
Unconditional love, we can do it in a
From the Porsche to the wall, to the sofa
I'm supposed to post her, it's La Nostra
I pull her closer, hit her with the poker