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Lyricist: Chris Brown
Lyrics:
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)
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