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 just want you to (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 wanna love you (just wanna you)
But be who I am (you you love me)
And all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi

When the in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I 'em will I diss 'em, that's what 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 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 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 don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I said it to me
that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme 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, stingy with
Might buy you Crist', but that it
Might light wrist, but that about it
Fuck it, I might you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really ride nice dick
Know how to work your hips and head's priceless
Profess you the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you bling like the Neptune
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 page me,

it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a hustler (uh, Hov')
I just you to know (Hov')
It aint where I
But I'm bout to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just wanna you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget man

Yeah, yeah,
Same song, I'm back, been around the
Ro-mancing girls that with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club
The in L.A., Bubblin' in Dublin
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, 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, that gushi
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh