Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Wanna Love U (Give it 2 Me)

go
Hov!
Uh huh,
You, are, not,
Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, Hova

I'm a baby (I'm a hustler)
I want you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I (It aint where I been)
But I'm bout to go (Top of the world!)
Now I just love you (just wanna 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, nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that 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 pimp by blood, not
Y'all be chasin', I them, huh?
off Crist', mami on E
Can't keep her little model 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 Chloe glasses
Go somewhere private where we can discuss
Like, Prada blouse, bra
Mart jeans, take that off

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

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for
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, stingy dinero
Might buy you Crist', but about it
Might light wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really gotta ride nice
Know how to your hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and I'll let you down
Get you bling like the sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
love me long 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 funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit 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, that gushi
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I just want you to (Hov')
It where 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)
forget your man

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

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh