Luyện nghe bài hát Sexuality

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

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

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

Get ass up outta that chair
Peel them clothes off layer by
Article by article, 'til I say
you overexposed like the

There is sex in the room
Me an' my gonna run a damn train soon
Foursome goin' down, oh, my
Y'all get posh, just watch

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

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

Hey, you say you need a side job, an extra knot
Clubbin' at the jet strip horny spot
Hop, stop an' drop it like hot
Get burned, you gotta go in an' get a shot

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

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

An' she don't know why they tryin' to her
Lookin' for a dick in shinin'
Yellin', Save me, save me with a dick on your
Bitch, either get or get left

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

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

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

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

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

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

sexuality is
(You when you take yourself out there)
The reason you've got the
(An' you to have a couple of 'em more)
There's somethin' that you do
(You know you put it up for sale)
That make them wanna 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 you rent it often)
There's somethin' that you do
(Oh, mama need her ass whooped)
That make them niggas wanna you
(On second though, she just as bad, ol' bitch)