Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Jay Z - I just wanna love u give it 2 me ------------------------------------------ Letīs go Hov! Uh huh, Hovī You, are, not, ready Hovī, unstoppable, Dynasty, young Hova Iīm a hustler baby [Iīm a hustler] I just want you to know [Wanna let you know] It aint where I been [It aint where I been] But where Iīm 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 [moī money, moī problems] Youīll forget your man Now give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But donīt bullshit me Cīmon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff [Verse 1] When the Remiīs in the system, ainīt no tellin Will I fuck īem will I diss īem, thatīs what they be yellin Iīm a pimp by blood, not relation Yīall be chasin, I replace them, huh? Drunk off Cristī, mami on E Canīt 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 Itīs, about, to go, down Got six model chicks, six bottles of Cristī 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 donīt bullshit me Cīmon, 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 donīt bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff [Verse 2] Yeah, save the narrative, you savin it for marriage Letīs keep it real ma, you savin it for karats You wanna see how far Iīma go How, much Iīma spend but you already know Zip, zero, stingy with dinero Might buy you Cristī, 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 headīs priceless Profess you love the Hovī, and Iīll never let you down Get you bling like the Neptune sound Okay, hot Hovī, too hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pacīs soul Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies Iīm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, cīmon Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But donīt bullshit me Cīmon, 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 donīt bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff Iīm a hustler baby [uh, Hovī] I just want you to know [Hovī] It aint where I been But where Iīm bout to go [Hovī, Hovī] Now I just wanna love you [young Hova] But be who I am [know you love me] And with all this cash [moī money, moī problems] Youīll forget your man [Verse 3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Same song, Iīm back, been around the world Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia The Venus in L.A., Bubblinī in Dublin Canīt deny me, why would you want to You need me, why donīt you try me Baby you want to, believe me, Hovī! Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But donīt bullshit me Cīmon, 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 donīt bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff You gotta... Give it to me Uh, uh huh