Let's go
Hov!
Uh huh, Hov'
You, are, not, ready
Hov', unstoppable, 
Dynasty, young Hova

I'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 man
Now 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

*When the Remi's in the system
Aint no tellin will I f*** '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 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 weed 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

Chorus :
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
Motha, gimme 
that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the 
narrative you savin it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma you savin 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*** it, I might wife you and 
buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really gotta ride nice d***
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 2Pac sold
Only way to roll, 
Jigga and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, 
c'mon

[Chorus]

I'm a hustler baby (uh, Hov')
I just want you to 
know (Hov')
It aint where I been
But 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

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 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'!

[Chorus]

You gotta
Give it to me
Uh, uh huh