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 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 love you (just love you)
But be who I am (you you love me)
And with all this (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff

When the Remi's in the system, ain't no
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's they be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them,
Drunk off Crist', on E
Can't her little model hands off me
Both in the club, high, off key
"And I I never 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, blouse, Gucci bra
Filth jeans, take that off

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

Yeah, the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
keep 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, stingy with
Might buy you Crist', but that it
Might your wrist, but that about it
it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really gotta nice dick
Know how to work your hips and your priceless
Profess you the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you bling like the Neptune
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's
Only way to roll, and two ladies
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, gushi stuff
I give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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 wanna love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man

Yeah, yeah,
Same song, I'm back, around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with
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, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
I give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh