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 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 you love me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
forget your 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

the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them,
Drunk off Crist', on E
keep her little model hands off me
Both in the club, high, off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It gets better, ordered round
It's, about, to go,
Got six model chicks, six of Crist'
Four Belvederes, got everywhere
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, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
I said it to me
that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi

Yeah, save the narrative, you it for marriage
Let's keep it ma, you savin' it for karats
You see how far I'm a go
How, much 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 ride nice
Know how to work hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you
Get you bling like the Neptune
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, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, 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, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I just you to know (Hov')
It aint I been
But where I'm to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
forget your man

Yeah, yeah,
Same song, I'm back, been around the
girls 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 need me, why you try me
you want to, believe me, Hov'!

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh