Trina - Having Sex lyrics

[Intro] If you believe in having s** say "hell yea" (hell yea) If you believe in having s** say "hell yea" (hell yea) If you believe in having s** say "hell yea" (hell yea) If you believe in having s** say "hell f** yea" (yes sir) [Verse 1: Juicy J] Shawty throw me that a**, hold up let me see it Pop it let me touch it, bring it back and let me squeeze it Go on show me that p**y cat, I'mma take it home and feed it If it's good as it looks, might go in raw and seed it Pop a couple of these bands, she poppin' open that G-string p**y wet as a pool, and Juicy J's in the deep end Bands a make her dance, I don't tip till I see p**y And she ain't got no waist line, that a** as soft as a seat cushion Damn right I make it rain, all night that's a hurricane Strip club run out of ones, I'm throwin' twenties I dont need change Every time she drop it, I'm goin' off to my pocket Fifty thousand in the air, I ain't worried I got it [Hook]X2 Verse 2: [Trina] I believe in having s**, b**h I'm Miss America I do want I wanna do, and I f** him in my Panamera Uh yea, fat b**h, don't see no bra, savage I don't even f** around 'bout the cabbage Them hoes just sweet, average J know the mango Juicy, he love my big ol' booty Louboutins bake my cookie, Bugatti b**h no hooptie If I let you feature my movie, my legs wrapped around my neck If I let you feature in my movie, somebody cuttin' me a big check Hoodrich, he got a donkey dick I'm Auquafina make 'em dive in it I wanna feel his third leg while he's strokin' it Throw my face in the pillow while he crankin' it Oh yea, bend me over take a pic, stroke me good throw me deep dick Lets put this sh** on Instagram, it's Juicy J and Trina b**h [Hook]X2 [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] I don't give a fi-nuck, put it in her gin-uts Hit a strip club, ran out of ones so now I got to re-up I don't give a fi-nuck, put in her gin-uts I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't give a fi-nuck, put in her gin-uts Hit a strip club, ran out of ones so now I got to re-up Sex pistol, lady k**er B-b-b-bust a nut on her, and that's baby sittin', (damn) OK now next contestent, I smoked a blunt for breakfast Skeeted on her chest, and thats a f**in' necklace By the time you get back, I'll be somewhere leave a strokers With a girl like Pocahontas, with her hair down to her shoulders Unconditional love, we can do it in a Porsche From the Porsche to the wall, wall to the sofa I'm supposed to post her, it's La Cosa Nostra Then I pull her closer, hit her with the poker [Hook]