Love More Songtext
Till we get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
You say all you need is consistence love
When I try I swear it's never enough
I'm a get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
You say all you need is consistence 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'll pull you back
I let go
You ain't having that
We do it like rock stars
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
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
Till we get it right
We gon FUCK some more
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Til we get it
Til we get it
I'm a get it
Turn up
Why is it all so complicated
Baby this should be simple
It's driving me mental
When you back it up
It really drives me crazy
And you know what I'm into ooh
Make me forget what we arguing about
We do it like rock stars
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
I'm a get it
Till we get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
right
We gon FUCK some more
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Til we get it
Til we get it
I'm a get it
Turn up
He don't know me
But he settin' up to blow mE
Said my Twitter pic remind him of Naomi
On the low I used to holler at his homie
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
Mothafukin' pot belly
Or is it that you never ball John Salley
He had the Rolls and the Royce
The tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl
Naw hoes is 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
Naw we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped
Call me Django
Till we get it right
We gon FUCK some more
Till we get it
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
Till we get it right
We gon FUCK some more
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Til we get it
Til we get it
I'm a get it
Turn up
Maybe this thing here just ain't meant for us
Baby you let go
And I'll pull you back
I let go
You ain't having that
We do it like rock stars
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
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
Till we get it right
We gon FUCK some more
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Til we get it
Til we get it
I'm a get it
Turn up
Why is it all so complicated
Baby this should be simple
It's driving me mental
When you back it up
It really drives me crazy
And you know what I'm into ooh
Make me forget what we arguing about
We do it like rock stars
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
I'm a get it
Till we get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
right
We gon FUCK some more
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Til we get it
Til we get it
I'm a get it
Turn up
He don't know me
But he settin' up to blow mE
Said my Twitter pic remind him of Naomi
On the low I used to holler at his homie
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
Mothafukin' pot belly
Or is it that you never ball John Salley
He had the Rolls and the Royce
The tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl
Naw hoes is 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
Naw we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped
Call me Django
Till we get it right
We gon FUCK some more
Till we get it
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Till we get it
Till we get it
Till we get it right
We gon FUCK some more
I'm a get it
I'm a get it
Til we get it
Til we get it
I'm a get it
Turn up
SIMMONDS, MAURICE N. / MARAJ, ONIKA TANYA / BROWN, CHRISTOPHER MAURICE / BELLINGER, ERIC A. / EVERSLEY, DARRELL ADRIAN / EVERSLEY, HOWARD HAYDOCK / SPEARMAN, SHAUN JERMAINE
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