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Love More (Ft. Nicki Minaj)

'Til we get it, I'ma get it

'Til we get it,

'Til we get it, I'ma get it

'Til we get it,You say all you need is consistent love

When I try I swear it's never enough, I messed up

Maybe this thing here just ain't meant for us

Baby you let go and I pull you back

I let go, you ain't having thatWe do it like we rock stars

Sexin' in my hotel room, and we so loud

Higher than a smoke cloud

Shades on doin' 95 wit' the top down

I might sound crazy

'Cause we be goin' back and forth

One minute I hate you, then I love you

That's how it is

'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' ('til we get it)

I'mma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)

'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (I'ma get it)

I'mma get it ('Til we get it), 'til we get it (I'ma get it)Why is it all so complicated

Baby this should be simple, it's all in me mental

But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy

And you know what I'm into

Make me forget what we arguin' about ayeWe do it like we rock stars

Sexin' in my hotel room, and we so loud

Higher than a smoke cloud

Shades on doin' 95 wit' the top down

I might sound crazy

'Cause we be goin' back and forth

One minute I hate you, then I love you

That's how it is

'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' ('til we get it)

I'mma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)

'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (I'ma get it)

I'mma get it ('Til we get it), 'til we get it (I'ma get)Yo, he don't know me

But he settin' up to blow me, uh

Said my Twitter pics remind him of Naomi, uh

On the low I used to holla at his homie, uh

Fuck it, now I'm about to ride him like a pony, yeah

Okay, thug prolly, yo come polly

He wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop Molly

I hope your pockets got a muthafuckin' pot belly

Or is it that you never ball? John Salley

He had the Rolls in his Royce, the tone in his voice

Don't want a good girl, now hoes is his choice

D-D-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? Naw we could bang though

I got these niggas whipped, call me Django'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' ('til we get it)

I'mma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)

'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (I'ma get it)

I'mma get it ('Til we get it), 'til we get it (I'ma ge)

Songwriters

ERIC BELLINGER, KEITH THOMAS, CHRIS BROWN, MAURICE SIMMONDS, ONIKA MARAJ, DARRELL EVERSLEY, SHAUN SPEARMAN, HOWARD EVERSLEYPublished by

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