Jay-Z: I just wanna love u

Let's goHov!Uh huh, Hov'You, are, not, readyHov', unstoppable, Dynasty, young HovaI'm a hustler baby [I'm a hustler]I just want you to know [Wanna let you know]It aint where I been [It aint where I been]But where I'm 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]You'll forget your manNow give it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meC'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff[Verse 1]When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellinWill I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellinI'm a pimp by blood, not relationY'all be chasin, I replace them, huh?Drunk off Crist', mami on ECan't keep her little model hands off meBoth in the club, high, singing off key"And I wish I never met her at all..."It gets better, ordered another roundIt's, about, to go, downGot six model chicks, six bottles of Crist'Four Belvederes, got weed everywhereWhat do you say, me, you, and your Chloe glassesGo somewhere private where we can discuss fashionLike, Prada blouse, Gucci braFilth marked jeans, take that offGive it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meC'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffI said give it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meMama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff[Verse 2]Yeah, save the narrative, you savin it for marriageLet's keep it real ma, you savin it for karatsYou wanna see how far I'ma goHow, much I'ma spend but you already knowZip, zero, stingy with dineroMight buy you Crist', but that about itMight light your wrist, but that about itFuck it, I might wife you and buy you nice whipsMa, but you really gotta ride nice dickKnow how to work your hips and your head's pricelessProfess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you downGet you bling like the Neptune soundOkay, hot Hov', too hot to holdLadies love me long time like 2Pac's soulOnly way to roll, Jigga and two ladiesI'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, c'monGive it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meC'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffI said give it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meMama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffI'm a hustler baby [uh, Hov']I just want you to know [Hov']It aint where I beenBut where I'm 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]You'll forget your man[Verse 3]Yeah, yeah, yeahSame song, I'm back, been around the worldRo-mancing girls that dance with girlsFrom, Club Cheetah, to Club AmnesiaThe Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in DublinCan't deny me, why would you want toYou need me, why don't you try meBaby you want to, believe me, Hov'!Give it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meC'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffI said give it to meGimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffBut don't bullshit meMama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuffYou gotta...Give it to meUh, uh huh