Lirik Lagu Chris Brown Love More

Lirik Lagu Chris Brown Love More

Chris Brown ft Nicki Minaj
Love More

INTRO
Till we get it.(Get it)
Imma get it.(Imma get it.)
Till we get it.(Till we get it)
x2

VERSE
Cause see all you need is consistant love.
When I try, I swear its never enough.
Im messed up.
Maybe this thing here just aint meant for us.
Baby, you let go and I pull you back.
I let go, you aint having that.

HOOK
We do it like rockstars.
Sexing in my hotel room and were so loud.
Higher then a smoke cloud.
Shades on, doing 95 with the top down.
I might sound crazy.
Cause we be going back a fourth
one minute I hate you, then I love you
Thats how it is.

(CHORUS)
When we get it right, we gon fuck some more.
Till we get it.(Imma get it)
Imma get it it. (Till we get it)
Till we get it.

Till we get it right, we gon fuck some more.
Imma get it. (Imma get it)
Till we get it. (Till we get it)
Imma get it.

VERSE
Why is it all so complicated?
Baby it should be simple.
Its driving me mental.
But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy.
And you know what im into.
Make me forget what we argueing about.(Ahh)

HOOK
We do it like rockstars.
Sexing in my hotel room and were so loud.
Higher then a smoke cloud.
Shades on, doing 95 with the top down.
I might sound crazy.
Cause we be going back a fourth
one minute I hate you, then I love you
Thats how it is.

(CHORUS)
When we get it right, we gon fuck some more. (OHH NO)
Till we get it.(Imma get it)
Imma get it it. (Till we get it) (We get it right)
Till we get it.

Till we get it right, we gon fuck some more.
Imma get it. (Imma get it)
Till we get it. (Till we get it)
Imma get it.

VERSE (NICKI MINAJ RAP)
Yo.
He dont know me but he setting up to blow me. Oh.
Said my twitter pictures remind him of Naomi. Oh.
On the low I use to holler at his homie. Oh.
Fuck it. Now Im bout to ride him like a pony.
Yeah.
Okay.
Thug prolly.
Yo come prolly.
He wanna fuck a bad dolly and pop molly.
I hope your pockets got a motherfucker pot belly.
Or is it that you never ball, Jan Sally.
He had the rolls in the Royce.
The tone in his voice.
Don't want a good girl,Na hoes are his choice.
Dick on H, pussy on W.
Mouth on open, Ass on smother you.
Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine.
Vroom, vroom, vroom, get gasoline.
Could I be your wife? Nah, we can bang tho.
I got these niggas whipped.
Call me Django.

(CHORUS)
When we get it right, we gon fuck some more.(OHHH)
Till we get it.(Imma get it)
Imma get it it. (Till we get it)
Till we get it.

Till we get it right, we gon fuck some more.
Imma get it. (Imma get it)
Till we get it. (Till we get it)
Imma get it.

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