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

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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 ain't where I been (It 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 know you me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi 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'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not
be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Crist', on E
keep her little model hands off me
Both in the club, high, off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It better, ordered another round
It's, about, to go,
Got six model chicks, six bottles of
Four Belvederes, got everywhere
What do you say, me, you, and your 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, gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you it for marriage
keep it real ma, you savin' it for karats
You see how far I'm a go
How, I'ma spend but you already know
Zip, zero, stingy with
Might buy you Crist', but about 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 your hips and your head's priceless
you love the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you like the Neptune sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
love me long time like 2Pac's soul
Only way to roll, and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me,

it to me
Gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I just want you to (Hov')
It aint I been
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)
forget your man

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

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