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La letra de la cancion I Just Wanna Love U Give It 2 Me de Jay Z Lets go Hov! Uh huh, Hov You, are, not, ready Hov, unstoppable, Dynasty, young Hova Im a hustler baby [Im a hustler] I just want you to know [Wanna let you know] It aint where I been [It aint where I been] But where Im bout to go [Top of the world!] Now I just wanna love you [just wanna love you] But be who I am [you know you love me] And with all this cash [mo money, mo problems] Youll forget your man Now give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Cmon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff [Verse 1] When the Remis in the system, aint no tellin Will I fuck em will I diss em, thats what they be yellin Im a pimp by blood, not relation Yall be chasin, I replace them, huh? Drunk off Crist, mami on E Cant keep her little model hands off me Both in the club, high, singing off key "And I wish I never met her at all..." It gets better, ordered another round Its, about, to go, down Got six model chicks, six bottles of Crist Four Belvederes, got weed everywhere What do you say, me, you, and your Chloe glasses Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra Filth marked jeans, take that off Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Cmon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I said give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff [Verse 2] Yeah, save the narrative, you savin it for marriage Lets keep it real ma, you savin it for karats You wanna see how far Ima go How, much Ima spend but you already know Zip, zero, stingy with dinero Might buy you Crist, but that about it Might light your wrist, but that about it Fuck it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips Ma, but you really gotta ride nice dick Know how to work your hips and your heads priceless Profess you love the Hov, and Ill never let you down Get you bling like the Neptune sound Okay, hot Hov, too hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pacs soul Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies Im too cold, Motorola, two way page me, cmon Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Cmon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I said give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff Im a hustler baby [uh, Hov] I just want you to know [Hov] It aint where I been But where Im bout to go [Hov, Hov] Now I just wanna love you [young Hova] But be who I am [know you love me] And with all this cash [mo money, mo problems] Youll forget your man [Verse 3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Same song, Im back, been around the world Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia The Venus in L.A., Bubblin in Dublin Cant deny me, why would you want to You need me, why dont you try me Baby you want to, believe me, Hov! Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Cmon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I said give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But dont bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff You gotta... Give it to me Uh, uh huh
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