I Just Wanna Love You

I Just Wanna Love You - Hip Hop Masters

I'm a hustler baby

I just want you to know

It ain't where I been

But where I'm 'bout to go

Now I just wanna love you

But be who I am

And with all this cash mo money mo problems

You'll forget your man

Now give it to me

Gimme that funk that sweet that nasty

That gushi stuff

But don't b******t me

Gimme that funk that sweet

That nasty that gushi stuff

When the remi's in the system

Ain't no telling will I f**k 'em will I diss 'em

That's what they be yellin'

I'm a pimp by blood not relation

Ya'll be chasing I replace them

Hu drunk of crist mommy on e

Can't 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

It's about to go down

Got six model chicks six bottles of crist

Four belvederes got w**d everywhere

What do you say me you

And your clovey 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 don't b******t me

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 don't b******t me

Motha gimme that funk that sweet

That nasty that gushi stuff

Yeah save the narrative you saving it for marriage

Let's keep it real ma you saving it for cabbage

You wanna see how far I'ma go

How much I'ma 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

F**k 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 head's priceless

Profess you love the hov

And I'll never let you down

Get you bling like the neptune sound

Okay hot hov too hot to hold

Ladies love me long time like 2 pac sold

Only way to roll jigga and two ladies

I'm too cold motorola two way page me

Give it to me

Gimme that funk that sweet

That nasty that gushi stuff

But don't b******t me

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 don't b******t me

Mama gimme that funk that sweet

That nasty that gushi stuff

I'm a hustler baby uh hov

I just want you to know hov

It ain't where I been

But where I'm 'bout to go hov hov

Now I just wanna love you

But be who I am

And with all this cash mo money mo problems

You'll forget your man

Same song I'm back been around the world

Romancing girls that dance with girls

From club cheetah to club amnesia

The peanuts in LA bubbling and dubblins

Can't deny me why would you want to

You need me why don't 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 don't b******t me

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 don't b******t me

Mama gimme that funk that sweet

That nasty that gushi stuff