text: Til we get it
  Ima get it
  Til we get it
  Til we get it
  Ima get it
  Til we get it
  You say all you need is consistent love
  When I try, I swear its never enough, I messed up
  Maybe this thing here just aint meant for us
  Baby, you let go and I pull you back
  I let go, you aint havin that
  We do it like rock stars 
  Sexin in my hotel room and we so loud
  Higher than a smoke cloud 
  Shades on, doin 95 with the top down
  I might sound crazy 
  Cause we be goin back and forth
  One minute I hate you, then I love you
  Thats how it is
  ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more
  Til we get it, Ima get it
  Ima get it, til we get it, til we get it
  ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more
  Ima get it, Ima get it
  Til we get it, til we get it, Ima get it 
  Why is it all so complicated?
  Baby, this should be simple, its drivin me mental
  But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy
  And you know what Im into
  Make me forget what we arguin about, ayy
  We do it like rock stars 
  Sexin in my hotel room and we so loud
  Higher than a smoke cloud 
  Shades on, doin 95 with the top down
  I might sound crazy 
  Cause we be goin back and forth
  One minute I hate you, then I love you
  Thats how it is
  ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more 
  Til we get it, Ima get it
  Ima get it , til we get it, til we get it 
  ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more 
  Ima get it, Ima get it
  Til we get it , til we get it, Ima get it 
  He dont 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 holla at his homie, uh
  Fuck it, now Im bout to ride him like a pony, yeah
  Okay, thug prolly, yo, come polly
  He wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop Molly
  I hope your pockets got a motherfuckin pot belly
  Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
  He had the Rolls in the Royce, the tone in his voice
  Dont want a good girl, naw, hoes is his choice
  D-D-Dick on H, p-p-p-pussy on W
  Mouth on open, a-a-ass on smother you
  A-A-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, Ima get it
  Ima get it , til we get it, til we get it
  ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more 
  Ima get it, Ima get it
  Til we get it , til we get it, Ima get it