Luyện nghe bài hát Sexuality

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

As we proceed, to give you you need
Gettin' to my beats, as we bring the heat
it bounce, bounce, drop 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 your ass up that chair
Peel them off layer by layer
by article, 'til I say enough
Leavin' you like the

There is sex in the room
Me an' my homies gonna run a damn train
goin' down, oh, my gosh
Y'all get posh, I'll 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?
Really as if you know

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

Hey, you say you need a side job, make an extra
Clubbin' at the jet horny niggas spot
Hop, stop an' it like it's hot
Get burned, then you go in an' get a shot

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

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

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

Your is
(You the way you keep grindin' on niggas)
The you've got the kids
(An' you bound to a couple 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, grab it, it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, it, pop it, on the side
it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the

Oh, a doubt, she lives to cum
I'ma be mad if she gives you
Dude, you have this trashy bitch
Put a down payment on her, me rich

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

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

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

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

The is
(You nuttin' but a goddamn ride)
The reason you've got the
(An' you look you rent it often)
There's somethin' more you do
(Oh, your need her ass whooped)
That make them niggas fuck you
(On though, she just as bad, ol' tryflin' bitch)