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Hov!
Uh huh,
You, are, not,
Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, young

I'm a hustler (I'm a hustler)
I just want you to (Wanna let you know)
It ain't I been (It aint where I been)
But I'm bout 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)
forget 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, that nasty, gushi stuff

the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's they 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 gets better, ordered another
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 private where we can discuss fashion
Like, Prada blouse, bra
Filth Mart jeans, take 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, that gushi
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi 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, much I'ma but you already know
Zip, zero, stingy dinero
Might buy you Crist', but that it
Might your wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I might wife you and buy you nice
Ma, but you really gotta ride dick
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 Neptune
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies love me long time 2Pac's 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 gushi
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I just you to know (Hov')
It where I been
But I'm bout 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,
Same song, I'm back, been the world
Ro-mancing that dance with girls
From, Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in L.A., in Dublin
Can't deny me, why you want to
You need me, why you try me
Baby you to, believe me, Hov'!

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

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh