Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Wanna Love U

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Hov!
Uh huh,
You, are, not,
Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, Hova

I'm a baby (I'm a hustler)
I want you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I (It aint where I been)
But I'm bout to go (Top of the world!)
Now I wanna love you (just wanna love you)
But be who I am (you know you me)
And with all this (mo' money, mo' problems)
forget your man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's they be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them,
off Crist', mami on E
Can't keep her little model off me
Both in the club, high, off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It gets better, ordered another
It's, about, to go,
Got six model chicks, six bottles of
Four Belvederes, got weed
What do you say, me, you, and your Chloe
Go somewhere private we can discuss fashion
Like, blouse, Gucci bra
Mart jeans, take that off

it to me
Gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
keep it real ma, you savin' it for karats
You see how far I'm a go
How, much I'ma spend but you know
Zip, zero, stingy dinero
Might buy you Crist', but about it
Might your wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you gotta ride nice dick
Know how to your hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and I'll let you down
Get you bling like the Neptune
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's
Only way to roll, and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me,

it to me
Gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I said it to me
that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I want you to know (Hov')
It where I been
But I'm bout to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just wanna you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man

Yeah, yeah,
song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club
The Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in
Can't me, why would you want to
You need me, why you try me
you want to, believe me, Hov'!

it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh