Chris Brown – Love The Girls ft Game

American sensational singer, Chris Brown teams up with a rapper, Game to create this hypnotizing record titled “Love The Girls”.

This intriguing and enthralling song is lefted out of the expanded edition of his hot selling album project called “F.A.M.E.” Which he officially released on 22 March 2011.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

Listen up below!.

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LYRICS

What you looking for, baby?

I know why you want love in the middle of the night

Don’t be looking all scary

When you been looking for this for long, long time

Come on over here, baby

You can love me in the dark, you can love me in the light

Your friends looking all crazy

‘Cause you going home with me and they left behind

They can come too, baby

What’s yours is mine, as long as they fine

All them gyal, dem can’t help it

Tell them one at a time and they all ask why?

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

(Uh, uh)

You can call me your daddy

I’ll be your lover or whatever you like

Girl, let me look at it

Don’t you make me have to ask twice

‘Cause I’m up in your city

And I’m only in town for one more night

You ain’t the only one here, baby

So many girls in line, going crazy outside, let’s go

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls (Yeah, yeah)

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls (Oh)

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

Uh, take the roof off the Aston, pull the top off the Bellview (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And we can do whatever you tell me, you smell me? (Oh-oh, oh)

John V. Cologne, on yachts out in Colombo

When I’m home I’m Rambo, Sylvester Stallone (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And she know that, picture us like Kodak

Red vines, red wine, listenin’ to Bobby Womack

And it’s a throwback, me and CB, tell ’em to hold that

And if you see a couple dimes, show ’em where the boat at

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

(I told you, nigga, what can you do?)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

(Love me, hahaha, go)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

(You ain’t got enough money! I got all the damn rocks!)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls (Oh)

She looking for them real ones

Me love me, me love me (Ayy)

(I need all of ’em, goddamn, haha, leggo)

Me love me, love me, love me, love me girls

Hey! Ow! Ah!

Me love me girls

Yeah, you love me, girl

I said you love me, girl

And I love you, girl, yeah