Luyện nghe bài hát Having Sex

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

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

[Verse 2:
I believe in sex, bitch I'm Miss America
I do I wanna do, and I fuck him in my Panamera
Uh yea, fat bitch, see no bra, savage
I even fuck around 'bout the cabbage
Them hoes just sweet,
J know the Juicy, he love my big ol' booty
Louboutins bake my cookie, Bugatti no hooptie
If I let you feature my movie, my wrapped around my neck
If I let you feature in my movie, somebody cuttin' me a big
Hoodrich, he got a dick
I'm make 'em dive in it
I wanna feel his leg while he's strokin' it
Throw my face in the while he crankin' it
Oh yea, bend me over take a pic, stroke me throw me deep dick
Lets put this shit on Instagram, it's Juicy J and Trina

[Verse 3: 2
I don't a fi-nuck, put it in her gin-uts
Hit a strip club, ran out of so now I got to re-up
I give a fi-nuck, put in her gin-uts
I don't give a, I don't a, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I don't 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 a blunt for breakfast

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