Chris Brown - Love More lyrics

'Til we get it I'm a get it 'Til we get it 'Til we get it I'm a 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'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 'Til we get it right we gon' f** some more ('Til we get it) I'm a get it (I'm a get it) 'Til we get it ('Til we get it) 'Til we get it right we gon' f** 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 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 'Til we get it right we gon' f** some more ('Til we get it) I'm a get it (I'm a get it) 'Til we get it ('Til we get it) we get it right 'Til we get it right we gon' f** 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) Yo He don't know me But he settin' up to blow me uh Said my Twitter picture 'mind him of Naomi uh On the low I used to holler at his homie uh f** it, now I'm about to ride him like a pony yeah Okay thug probably Yo come Polly He wanna f** a bad dolly and pop Molly I hope your pockets got a Motherf**ing potbelly 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 p**y 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 n***as whipped Call me Django 'Til we get it right we gon' f** some more ('Til we get it) I'm a get it (I'm a get it) I'm a get it 'Til we get it ('Til we get it) 'Til we get it right we gon' f** 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)