Luyện nghe bài hát Having Sex

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

1: Juicy J]
Shawty me that ass, hold up let me see it
Pop it let me it, bring it back and let me squeeze it
Go on show me pussy cat, I'mma take it home and feed it
If it's good as it looks, go in raw and seed it
Pop a of these bands, she poppin' open that G-string
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 I make it rain, all night that's a hurricane
Strip run out of ones, I'm throwin' twenties I dont need change
Every time she drop it, I'm off to my pocket
Fifty in the air, I ain't worried I got it

[Verse 2:
I believe in having sex, I'm Miss America
I do want I wanna do, and I him in my Panamera
Uh yea, fat bitch, don't see no bra,
I don't even fuck around the cabbage
Them hoes sweet, average
J know the Juicy, he love my big ol' booty
Louboutins bake my cookie, Bugatti bitch no
If I let you feature my movie, my legs wrapped my neck
If I let you in my movie, somebody cuttin' me a big check
Hoodrich, he got a dick
I'm Auquafina 'em dive 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 deep
Lets put this shit on Instagram, it's J and Trina bitch

[Verse 3: 2
I give a fi-nuck, put it in her gin-uts
Hit a strip club, ran out of ones so now I got to
I don't a fi-nuck, put in her gin-uts
I give 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 strip club, ran out of 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 necklace
By the time you get back, be somewhere leave a strokers
With a girl like Pocahontas, with her hair down to her
Unconditional love, we can do it in a
From the Porsche to the wall, wall to the
I'm to post her, it's La Cosa Nostra
I pull her closer, hit her with the poker