I Love Her Songtext
von Chris Brown
I Love Her Songtext
Oh, yeah, yea
Baby, I know you gon′ blame me
For every problem (Na-na, no, yeah)
When everybody got some skeletons in their closet (Oh yeah, huh)
You're always saying I don′t love you right?
(I know you would, huh)
And now you looking for somebody
That's gon' do you better
I know you fuck with bitches
Hope they get you wetter
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hope you naked with some bitches in Jamaica
Me not gon′ deal with fuckery, get da paper
I know you better, when we all alone
Fuck a text message or a letter, bitch, we grown
Bein′ sneaky and fuckin' with a lame nigga
Live your life, bet you, you won′t be the same nigga
They say haters be in they feelings
I've been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go
′Cause I see that you love different
My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go
But I love, I love her, I love her, I can't let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I love, I love her, I can′t let it go (Oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma do what I got to do, baby
But I love, I love, I love her, I can't let her go
When I lick the pussy, don′t hear talkin′
I'm not gonna, I′m gon' haffi find a way out
Me want that box right now
Get me vexed, turn the lights down
Don′t let these girls fuck your head up
I wanna lick it so you tell your bitches I did my thing
Even though you said you wouldn't say nothin′
Tryna get your bitches away from me
'Fore I pull it out and slice something
They say haters be in they feelings
I've been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go
′Cause I see that you love different
My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go
But I love, I love her, I love her, I can′t let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I love, I love her, I can't let it go (oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I′ma do what I got to do, baby
But I love, I love, I love her, I can't let her go
Baby, I know you gon′ blame me
For every problem (Na-na, no, yeah)
When everybody got some skeletons in their closet (Oh yeah, huh)
You're always saying I don′t love you right?
(I know you would, huh)
And now you looking for somebody
That's gon' do you better
I know you fuck with bitches
Hope they get you wetter
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hope you naked with some bitches in Jamaica
Me not gon′ deal with fuckery, get da paper
I know you better, when we all alone
Fuck a text message or a letter, bitch, we grown
Bein′ sneaky and fuckin' with a lame nigga
Live your life, bet you, you won′t be the same nigga
They say haters be in they feelings
I've been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go
′Cause I see that you love different
My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go
But I love, I love her, I love her, I can't let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I love, I love her, I can′t let it go (Oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma do what I got to do, baby
But I love, I love, I love her, I can't let her go
When I lick the pussy, don′t hear talkin′
I'm not gonna, I′m gon' haffi find a way out
Me want that box right now
Get me vexed, turn the lights down
Don′t let these girls fuck your head up
I wanna lick it so you tell your bitches I did my thing
Even though you said you wouldn't say nothin′
Tryna get your bitches away from me
'Fore I pull it out and slice something
They say haters be in they feelings
I've been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go
′Cause I see that you love different
My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go
But I love, I love her, I love her, I can′t let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I love, I love her, I can't let it go (oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I′ma do what I got to do, baby
But I love, I love, I love her, I can't let her go
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Antwan Thompson, David George Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com