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 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 it, bring it back 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 G-string
Pussy wet as a pool, and J's in the deep end
Bands a make her dance, I don't tip I see pussy
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 dont need
Every she drop it, I'm goin' off to my pocket
thousand in the air, I ain't worried I got it

[Verse 2:
I in having sex, bitch I'm Miss America
I do want I wanna do, and I fuck him in my
Uh yea, fat bitch, don't see no bra,
I don't even fuck around 'bout the
Them just sweet, average
J know the Juicy, he love my big ol' booty
Louboutins bake my cookie, Bugatti no hooptie
If I let you my movie, my legs wrapped around my neck
If I let you in my movie, somebody cuttin' me a big check
Hoodrich, he got a donkey
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 shit on Instagram, it's Juicy J and Trina bitch

[Verse 3: 2
I don't give a fi-nuck, put it in her
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 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, killer, b-b-b-bust a nut on her, and that's
sittin', (damn)

OK now next contestent, I smoked a blunt for

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