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

1: Juicy J]
Shawty throw me ass, hold 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 and feed it
If it's good as it looks, 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 don't tip I see pussy
And she got no waist line, that ass as soft as a seat cushion
Damn right I make it rain, all that's a hurricane
club run out of ones, I'm throwin' twenties I dont need change
Every time she drop it, I'm goin' off to my
Fifty thousand in the air, I worried I got it

[Verse 2:
I believe in sex, bitch I'm Miss America
I do want I wanna do, and I him in my Panamera
Uh yea, fat bitch, see no bra, savage
I don't even fuck around 'bout the
hoes just sweet, average
J know the Juicy, he love my big ol' booty
bake my cookie, Bugatti bitch no hooptie
If I let you feature my movie, my legs wrapped around my
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 feel his third leg while he's it
Throw my face in the pillow 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 Juicy J and bitch

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

OK now next contestent, I smoked a blunt for

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