'Til we get itI'mma get it, 'til we get it..
[Chris Brown]You say all you need is consistent loveWhen I try I swear it’s never enough - I messed upMaybe this thing here just ain’t meant for usBaby you let go and I pull you backI let you go, you ain’t having that
We do it like we rock starsSexin' in my hotel room, I be so loudHigher than a smoke cloudShades on doin' 95 wit' the top downI might sound crazyCause' we be goin' back and forthOne minute I hate you, I love youThat’s just 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' ('til we get it)I'mma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)
Why is it all so complicatedBaby this should be simple, it’s drivin' me mentalBut when you back it up it really drives me crazyAnd you know what I’m into, make me forget what we arguin' aboutAyeeee
[Nicki Minaj]Yo, he don't know me but he settin' up to blow me, uhSaid my Twitter pics remind him of Naomi, uhOn the low I used to holla at his homie, uhFuck it, now I'm about to ride him like a pony, yeahOkay, thug prolly, yo come pollyHe wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop MollyI hope your pockets got a muthafuckin' pot bellyOr is it that you never ball? John SalleyHe had the Rolls in his Royce, the tone in his voiceDon't want a good girl, now hoes is his choiceD-D-Dick on H, pussy on WMouth on open, ass on smother youAss on the cover too, Elle MagazineVroom, vroom, vroom, get gasolineCould I be your wife? Naw we could bang thoughI got these niggas whipped - call me Django