Luyện nghe bài hát Lap Dance

(Verse 1)

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

(Verse 2)

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

(Verse 3)

Flow stay wet like the Mississippi
And I'll sign a contract, with the highest
You know me, instrumental
I take your song, remix your song, and eat your for dinner
I'm killin' all these niggas, R.I.P to the
I'm a kamikaze rider, I blow up a cataclysm
Flow is magnetic, all you is pathetic
And I put this to sleep like my flow carry anesthetic
Fuck all niggas, no I'm not apologetic
If I said it I meant it, we can put it up and bet
Still shit, hundred yard lane
The way I treat instrumentals should be inhumane
Let me see you twerk, I give her the
Hit her G-spot and make her whole fucking body
I test the pussy out, just to see if it squirt
Excuse my French because I know my lyrics be overt, bitch
I live in the clouds the Angels do
I'm and screwed, I'm armed to shoot
You ain't seen a nigga as raw as this Wayne with Tha Carter 2
I'm with the flu, you a bugaboo
I yo' bitch, let's rendezvous
I cook these niggas up like
For the record I don't spit, I
think they on my level, clearly that is not true
F-y-i, ain't barking up my avenue
Ass so fat, girl I I need a lap dance
so wild, boy I think I need a cat-scan
Stuntin' is a choice, and ballin' is a
Walk up to that nigga like what's kemosabe
That choppa have ya lookin' ya went through a tsunami
No need for you to tell me I know my flow is Godly
J Lethal, I had to out for Dearth 3
All these niggas chin checked like a goatee
track after track, guess I'm on a murder spree
Bitch, I am the Human and you get burned to the third degree
TrukFit on my back, on my feet
I could teach you how to
But still you wouldn't be able to
She give me brain I tweet
Don't be mistaken, I'm
My pockets steady flexin', hey check out they physique