Island Def Jam - I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me) (MTV Unplugged) lyrics

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Island Def Jam - I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me) (MTV Unplugged) lyrics

[Intro] Hov Uh huh Hov Oh right up top huh Slow it down [Hook] I'm a hustler baby, (Hov) I just want you to know, (Hov) It ain't where I been, (Take em up) But where I'm bout to go, (top of the world!) Now I just wanna love you, (You know I love you) But be who I am, (you know you love me) And with all this cash You'll forget your man Now give it to me (Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) But don't fool with me (C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) [Verse 1] When the Remy's in the system, ain't no tellin Will I 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin I'm a pimp by blood, not relation Y'all be chasin, I replace them, huh? Drunk off Crist', mami 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 weed everywhere What do you say, me, you, and your Chloe gla**es Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra Filth Mart jeans, take that off [Hook 2] Give it to me (Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullsh** me C'mon, 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 bullsh** me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) [Verse 2] Yeah, save the narrative, you savin it for marriage Let's keep it real ma, you savin it for carats You wanna see how far I'mma go How, much I'mma 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) OK, I might wife you and buy you nice whips Ma, but you really gotta ride nice Know how to work your hips and your priceless Profess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you down Get you bling like the Neptune sound Hot Hov', too hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's sold Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me [Hook] Give it to me (Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullsh** me C'mon, 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 bullsh** me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) [Bridge] I'm a hustler baby, (Hov) I just want you to know, (Hov) 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 You'll forget your man Now give it to me (Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) But don't fool with me (C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) [Verse 3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Same song, I'm back, been around the world Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia The Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in Dublin 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'! [Hook] Give it to me (Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullsh** me C'mon, 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 bullsh** me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff) You gotta give it to me Give it here, don't say nothing I said give it to me Uh huh Give it to me Ok Give it to me Ok Ok Ok [Outro (Questlove)] Uh uh uh uh uh Give it to me Hold on hold on hold on. Break it down for me. Can we please sit down for me. I'm sorry, I just wanted to have a little fun No no I just wanted to have a little fun We blocking the camera's, it's my fault I was being a ba*tard I love you too baby I was being a ba*tard I'm sorry My fault blame it on me Right now we gonna take an Armi break I hope y'all got some Armadale over there for me Uh, I wanna let my man Questlove introduce the whole band, the Roots band make some noise for them real quick I'll be right back (To stage right, we got big Kenney on guitar Got Len Hubbard on ba** Got my man Knuckles on percussion Got baby Quest Eric Draker on percussion And my man Damien on flute Got Kyrome on the keys Got scratch help with percussions We got Jaguar Wright on vocals My man Omar Edwards on organ Got [?] on violin Fiona Murray on violin Alexandria [?] on viola Larry Gold on cello Last but not least my name is Questlove on drums Give it up one time for Jay Z) Ok No no I wanna do one more 'I gotta do one more, I can't just leave ya'll like that I might have to do this whole show over y'all feel that?We having a good old time, I hope y'all having a good old time you know what I'm saying I love you too, you making me embarra**ed stop that Before I go...

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