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 baby (I'm a hustler)
I just want you to (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (It aint I been)
But where I'm 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 all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

When the Remi's in the system, no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not
Y'all be chasin', I them, huh?
off Crist', mami on E
Can't her little model hands off me
in the club, high, singing off key
"And I I never met her at all"
It gets better, ordered round
It's, about, to go,
Got six chicks, six bottles of Crist'
Four Belvederes, got weed
do you say, me, you, and your Chloe glasses
Go somewhere private where we can discuss
Like, blouse, Gucci bra
Filth jeans, take that off

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

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

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, gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I just want you to (Hov')
It where I been
But I'm bout 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 forget man

Yeah, yeah,
Same song, I'm back, been the world
Ro-mancing that dance with girls
From, Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in L.A., in Dublin
Can't deny me, why you want to
You me, why don't you try me
Baby you want to, me, Hov'!

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh