paroles de chanson Love More (Mixed) - Chris Brown

Till we get it
Imma get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
Imma get it
Till we get it
They say all you need is consistent love
But when I try I swear it's never enough, I messed up
Baby 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 that
We do it like we rockstars
Sexing in my hotel room and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud
Shades on doing 95 with the top down
I might sound crazy
Cause we be going back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is
Till we get it right we gon' fuck some more
(Till we get it)
Imma get it
(Imma get 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)
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 when we arguing about aye
We do it like we rockstars
Sexing in my hotel room and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud
Shades on doing 95 with the top down
I might sound crazy, cause we be going back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is, yea
Till we get it right we gon' fuck some more
(Till we get it)
Imma get it
(Imma get 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)
Yo, he don't know me but he setting up to blow me, uh
Said my twitter pics remind him of Naomi, uh
On the low I used to holler at his homie, uh
Fuck it, now I'm bout to ride him like a ponie,yea
Okay, thug prolly, yo come polly
He wanna fuck a bad dolly, and pop molly
I hope your pockets got a muthafuckin potbelly
Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
He had the Rolls in the Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl, nah hoes is his choice
D-d-dick on h, pussy on top of ya
Mouth on open, ass on smother you
Ass on the cover too, Elle magazine
Vroom vroom vroom, get gasoline
Could I be your wife? May we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped, call me the Django
Till we get it right we gon' fuck some more
Til we get it
(Imma get it)
Imma get 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)