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 where I (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 you love me)
And all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff

When the in the system, ain't no tellin'
I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not
be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Crist', on E
Can't keep her little hands off me
in the club, high, singing 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 weed
What do you say, me, you, and your glasses
Go somewhere private where we can 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, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, 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 stuff

Yeah, the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's it real ma, you savin' it for karats
You see how far I'm a go
How, much I'ma but you already know
Zip, zero, with dinero
Might buy you Crist', but that it
light your wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I might wife you and buy you whips
Ma, but you really gotta ride nice
Know how to work your and your head's priceless
you love the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you bling like the sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies love me long time like 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, that stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I just you to know (Hov')
It aint I been
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 forget man

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

it to me
Gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that 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 don't me
Mama, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh