Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Need Love , by - Chris Brown. Song from the album Before the Trap: Nights In Tarzana, in the genre СоулRelease date: 06.02.2018
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
I Need Love |
| Came a long way, we was trapping out the days and |
| Now I spend my days up in mansions with Caucasians |
| Fat bitches chilling with my dogs like we caged in |
| Got it from the bottom, had to make it from the pavement |
| Niggas say I changed, fuck it, that’s just how the game go |
| All these chains, all these fucking whips, I’m in slave mode |
| Hood rich, put your baby mama on my pay roll |
| OHB mafia, my niggas keep a bank roll |
| You know that Bentley truck’s on the way, Bentley truck’s on the way, |
| I bought her a coupe |
| You know shoulda played it cool by the way, played it cool by the way, |
| played it cool |
| You know, you know the rules from the game, what games are you tryna play? |
| Better be cool |
| You know, you think I’m a fool, first mistake, by the way |
| Pull in that foreign, driving that hearses, hating on my half |
| You on the 'gram, say being nosey, you showing off |
| When he around, barely act like she know me, but you know now |
| All I’m seeing is diamonds and Rollies, fuck the account |
| All these women on me, only need one |
| I just wanted you to fucking be one |
| 100's in my pockets, I’ma need one |
| I don’t mind spending cause I need love |
| (Oh, ooh-ooh) |
| Baby, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| (Oh, ooh-ooh) |
| Yeah, baby, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| Look, look, keep telling my bitches I got it, I got it |
| I’m hopping, I’m pushing, my jeans is designer |
| She Asian and Spanish, my bitch from Atlanta |
| I give her that dick and my bitch, she be wilding |
| All these bitches, I just need one |
| Cuffing bitches, that’s the season |
| Cashed out, on another plug |
| 'Nother, other plug when I hold something |
| Niggas be sticking their bands up |
| A couple of choppers I put in their faces |
| Couple of Lambos, my niggas be racing |
| You talking that shit, put a price on your head |
| You niggas be pussy, be fucking with feds |
| And all of us kings so off with your head |
| Your bitch on my couch, she can’t sleep on my bed |
| I’m popping that dirty, I’m taking my meds |
| All these women on me, only need one |
| I just wanted you to fucking be one |
| 100's in my pockets, I’ma need one |
| I don’t mind spending cause I need love |
| (Oh, ooh-ooh) |
| Baby, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| (Oh, ooh-ooh) |
| Yeah, baby, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| Double cup, I’m rolling up (Yeah) |
| Smelling jasmine straight from Mexico |
| (Ooh!) |
| In Hollyweird, bitches can fuck a check up (Ooh!) |
| Ain’t none of 'em mine cause it’s Hollywood (Go!) |
| Pull in that foreign, driving that hearses, hating on my half |
| You on the 'gram, say being nosey, you showing off |
| When he around, barely act like she know me, but you know now |
| All I’m seeing is diamonds and Rollies, fuck the account |
| All these women on me, only need one |
| I just wanted you to fucking be one |
| 100's in my pockets, I’ma need one |
| I don’t mind spending cause I need love |
| (Oh, ooh-ooh) |
| Baby, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| (Oh, ooh-ooh) |
| Yeah, baby, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| Need love, it ain’t tricking if you need love |
| Need love, baby it ain’t tricking if you need love |