Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Wanna Love U

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

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

When the Remi's in the system, no tellin'
Will I 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Crist', on E
Can't keep her little model off me
Both in the club, high, off key
"And I I never met her at all"
It better, ordered another round
It's, about, to go,
Got six chicks, six bottles of Crist'
Four Belvederes, got everywhere
What do you say, me, you, and your glasses
Go somewhere where we can discuss fashion
Like, blouse, Gucci bra
Filth Mart jeans, that off

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

Yeah, the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it ma, you savin' it for karats
You see how far I'm a go
How, I'ma spend but you already know
Zip, zero, with dinero
Might buy you Crist', but about it
Might your wrist, but that about it
it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really gotta nice dick
Know how to work hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you
Get you bling the Neptune sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's
Only way to roll, Jigga and two
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way me, c'mon

it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I just want you to (Hov')
It aint where I
But where I'm to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I wanna love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And with all this (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 Amnesia
The in L.A., Bubblin' in Dublin
Can't deny me, why would you to
You me, why don't you try me
Baby you to, believe me, Hov'!

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh