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 baby (I'm a hustler)
I just want you to (Wanna let you know)
It where I been (It aint where I been)
But where I'm to go (Top of the world!)
Now I just wanna love you (just wanna you)
But be who I am (you you love me)
And with all 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, gimme that funk, 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?
Drunk off Crist', on E
Can't her little model hands off me
in the club, high, singing off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It gets better, another round
It's, about, to go,
Got six model chicks, six bottles of
Belvederes, got weed everywhere
What do you say, me, you, and your Chloe
Go private where we can discuss fashion
Like, blouse, Gucci bra
Filth jeans, take that off

it to me
Gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit 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, that stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin' it for
You see how far I'm a go
How, much I'ma spend but you already
Zip, zero, stingy with
Might buy you Crist', but about it
Might light your wrist, but that it
it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really ride nice dick
Know how to work your hips and your head's
Profess you love the Hov', and 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 don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I give it to me
Gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I want you to know (Hov')
It aint where I
But I'm bout 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)
You'll forget man

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

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh