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 hustler (I'm a hustler)
I just you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't I been (It aint where I been)
But where I'm to go (Top of the world!)
Now I just wanna you (just wanna love you)
But be who I am (you know you me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man
Now 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

When the in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I them, huh?
off Crist', mami on E
Can't keep her model hands off me
Both in the club, high, off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It gets better, 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 Chloe glasses
Go private where we can discuss fashion
Like, Prada blouse, bra
Filth Mart jeans, that off

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

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for
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 about it
Might light wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I might 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 let you down
Get you bling like the Neptune
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies love me time like 2Pac's soul
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, gushi stuff
But don't 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 bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I want you to know (Hov')
It aint 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 all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget man

Yeah, yeah,
Same song, I'm back, been the world
Ro-mancing girls 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
Baby you want to, me, Hov'!

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh