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

When the Remi's in the system, ain't no
Will I '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
in the club, high, singing off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It gets better, ordered another
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 where we can discuss fashion
Like, blouse, Gucci bra
Filth Mart jeans, take off

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 stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's 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 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 gotta ride nice dick
Know how to work hips and your head's priceless
Profess you the Hov', and I'll never 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, and two ladies
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, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I just want you to (Hov')
It aint where I
But where I'm to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And with all this (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget man

Yeah, yeah,
song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with
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, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But don't me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh