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Let's go
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Hov!
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Uh huh, Hov'
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You, are, not, ready
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Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, young Hova
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I'm a hustler baby [I'm a hustler]
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I just want you to know [Wanna let you know]
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It aint where I been [It aint where I been]
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But where I'm bout to go [Top of the world!]
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Now I just wanna love you [just wanna love you]
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But be who I am [you know you love me]
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And with all this cash [mo' money, mo' problems]
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You'll forget your man
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Now give it to me
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Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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But don't bullshit me
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C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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[Verse 1]
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*When the Remi's in the system
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Aint no tellin will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em
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That's what they be yellin
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I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
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Y'all be chasin, I replace them*
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Huh, drunk of Crist', mommy on E
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Can't keep her little model hands off me
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Both in the club, high, singing off key
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*And I wish I never met her at all...*
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It gets better, ordered another round
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It's, about, to go, down
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Got six model chicks, six bottles of Crist'
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Four Belvederes, got weed everywhere
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What do you say, me, you and your Clovey glasses
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Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion
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Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra
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Filth marked jeans, take that off
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Give it to me
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Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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But don't bullshit me
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C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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I said give it to me
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Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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But don't bullshit me
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Motha, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
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[Verse 2]
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Yeah, save the narrative you savin it for marriage
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Let's keep it real ma you savin it for cabbage
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You wanna see how far I'ma go
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How, much I'ma spend but you already know
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Zip, zero, stingy with dinero
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I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me)
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| jay z |
