Luyện nghe bài hát Lap Dance

(Verse 1)

Ass so fat I a lap dance, I eat that pussy up like Pac-Man
Ass so fat I need a lap dance, I eat that pussy up Pac-Man
Riding out, with my nigga
a bright day, so i got my shades on
All you squares, just like a diagram
Niggas think seeing me like I'm some type of hologram

(Verse 2)

Jay F. Tae, and the F be for Fortitude
Coldest rapper here, now me change the altitude
Fuck me wrong, then I am at your latitude
Never have you seen a of this fucking magnitude
Nigga don't play, I'm more you
Nigga don't play, I'm you
I aim that gun, then execute, I'm than a parachute
Bands a make her dance, she make that ass
I rip her panties off and then I start to eat her
She bring that ass back, make it do a clap
Detroit my habitat, I'm the King, I'm running
no nigga do what I do when I do what I do 'cause I do it so great
Let's get this shit straight, is not a debate
I to increase my wealth and intake
Kicking asses, just like I was a Spartan
And in case you didn't know, bitch I be the Sergeant
He so versatile, I swear he kill anybody
Sippin' on that double cup, no rest in peace to my
Put that pussy in my face, it put me right where I
I put this track to sleep just like some chloroform

(Verse 3)

Flow stay wet like the Mississippi
And I'll sign a contract, the highest bidder
You me, instrumental killer
I take your song, your song, and eat your song for dinner
I'm killin' all niggas, R.I.P to the competition
I'm a kamikaze rider, I blow up a cataclysm
Flow is magnetic, all you niggas is
And I put track to sleep like my flow carry anesthetic
all these niggas, no I'm not apologetic
If I said it then I it, we can put it up and bet
running shit, hundred yard lane
The way I treat should be labeled inhumane
Let me see you twerk, I her the work
Hit her G-spot and make her whole fucking jerk
I the pussy out, just to see if it will squirt
Excuse my French I know my lyrics might be overt, bitch
I live in the like the Angels do
I'm chopped and screwed, I'm to shoot
You ain't seen a nigga as raw as this since Wayne Tha Carter 2
I'm sick with the flu, you a
I take yo' bitch, let's
I cook these up like barbecue
For the I don't spit, I spew
Niggas think they on my level, clearly that is not
F-y-i, ain't nobody barking up my
Ass so fat, girl I think I need a lap
so wild, boy I think I need a cat-scan
Stuntin' is a choice, and ballin' is a
up to that nigga like what's poppin' kemosabe
That choppa have ya lookin' like ya through a tsunami
No need for you to tell me I know my flow is Godly
J Lethal, I had to show out for 3
All these niggas chin checked like a goatee
track after track, guess I'm on a murder spree
Bitch, I am the Human Torch and you get to the third degree
TrukFit on my back, Supras on my
I could you how to stunt
But you wouldn't be able to compete
She give me while I tweet
be mistaken, I'm unique
My pockets flexin', hey bitch check out they physique