Luyện nghe bài hát Sexuality

Ah, this song is for all bitches out there
That a nigga really supposed to pay they way through life
You know, that 'Scrub' shit
It's also dedicated to that chicken head bitch that wrote the

As we proceed, to give you you need
Gettin' to my beats, as we bring the heat
Make it bounce, bounce, it, pop it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the

This is to a bad hoe
From, you don't I'ma let chu know
DJ Q U I K
Get in my room now an' do I say

Get your ass up outta chair
them clothes off layer by layer
Article by article, I say enough
you overexposed like the

There is sex in the room
Me an' my homies gonna run a train soon
Foursome down, oh, my gosh
get posh, I'll just watch

Talk about the hoes, well, I wanna do it
But now I put y'all back into it
Your nothin' meaningful, you screamin' fo?
as if you didn't know

Your is
(You know the I get you in)
The reason you've got the
(They got a whole lotta too)
There's somethin' that you do
(You know, when you put that twist on it)
That make them wanna fuck you

Hey, you say you need a side job, make an knot
Clubbin' at the jet strip niggas spot
Hop, an' drop it like it's hot
Get burned, then you gotta go in an' get a

for a husband an' lickin' on your titty
Fuckin' each an' every other in the city
How the you think your boyfriend gon' take it?
You hear a song, get up an' get naked

Sellin' you a nice while you eat it up
Negotiate with you for a minute, beat it up
Underground laws, the rules still
Mackin' is an art for the fly

An' she know why they tryin' to harm her
for a dick in shinin' armor
Yellin', Save me, save me a dick on your breath
Bitch, get right or get left

Your is
(You know the way you keep on niggas)
The reason got the kids
(An' you bound to a couple of 'em)
somethin' more that you do
(You when you pop that thang)
make them niggas wanna fuck you
(An' the do too)

Bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side
it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, it, pop it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, it, slap it, on the side

Oh, a doubt, she lives to cum
be mad if she gives you some?
Dude, you could have trashy bitch
Put a down payment on her, me rich

Thank you for me to change my mind
You're not my equal, hoe, fuck yo'
Can't get mad if the bus come
I'ma bail 'cuz I trust no one

'Cuz everything that up out your mouth is a lie
You spend a lot of time with stomach to the sky
Lookin' for a nut wit a nut out a nut
Got a nutty nigga, sprung with her sorry butt

Bitch, you been warned
Another Sugar has just been born
An' I bet you couldn't keep your pussy ol'
With a of grip pliers, bitch, you tired

Your is
(You know when you yourself out there)
The reason you've got the
(An' you bound to have a of 'em more)
There's somethin' more you do
(You know you put it up for sale)
That make them niggas fuck you
(Talk buy one an' get one free)

The is
(You ain't but a goddamn ride)
The reason got the kids
(An' you look like you it often)
There's more that you do
(Oh, mama need her ass whooped)
That make them niggas wanna you
(On second though, she as bad, ol' tryflin' bitch)