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'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' fuck 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' 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

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' fuck 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' 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)


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

Fuck it, now I'm about to ride him like a pony yeah

Okay thug probably

Yo come Polly

He wanna fuck a bad dolly and pop Molly

I hope your pockets got a

Motherfucking 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

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


'Til we get it right we gon' fuck 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' 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)