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, young

I'm a hustler (I'm a hustler)
I want you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (It aint 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 all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

When the in the system, ain't no tellin'
I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I them, huh?
off Crist', mami 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 somewhere private we can discuss fashion
Like, Prada blouse, bra
Filth Mart jeans, take off

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

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 I'ma but you already know
Zip, zero, with dinero
Might buy you Crist', but that it
Might light wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I might wife you and buy you whips
Ma, but you really gotta nice dick
how to work your hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and never let you down
Get you like the Neptune sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
Ladies 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 that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi
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 bullshit me
Mama, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I want you to know (Hov')
It aint where I
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 cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man

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

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, that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh