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kippp - give it 2 me lyrics

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 ain’t where i been (it ain’t 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+t me
c’mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
when the remi’s in the system, ain’t no tellin’
will i f+ck ’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 thеm, huh?
drunk off crist’, mami on e
can’t keep her little model hands off mе
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 glasses
go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion
like, prada blouse, gucci bra
filth marked jeans, take that off
what do you say, me, you, and your chloe glasses
go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion
like, prada blouse, gucci bra
filth mart jeans, take that off
give it to me
gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
but don’t bullsh+t 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+t me
mama, 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 karats
you wanna see how far i’m a go
how, much i’m a 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+ck it, i might wife you and buy you nice whips
ma, but you really gotta ride nice d+ck
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

- kippp lyrics

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