Let Me Love You

Chris Brown

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    I can be your knight in armor
    You can be my Cinderella
    Let me love you, hey, let me love you, hey
    Let me love you, hey, oh
    Girl, I know your love was right
    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready we can get away
    Money ain't a thing, girl, you just work the place
    Ooh, ooh, I got it like
    Ooh, ooh, I got it like
    Ooh, I-I-I-I got it like
    Girl I know your love was right
    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready we can get away
    Money ain't a thing, girl, you just work the place

    She the bomb like tick tick, eat it like a pig
    Gotta get a dyke chick, heard that her head sick
    Around the world I done been, no Affleck
    And you can come and join me, be my first round draft pick
    A true queen out the deck, no contract
    And if you with the hatin' go to H-E-double hockey sticks
    It's official, I'ma stamp it like a post office
    Get it wet, Coast Guard
    Baby I'm the girls, them suga, smokin' on the towel, boy
    I ain't no Trey Songz but I'll make you say ahh
    Audible, take a ride in my lil' boat
    And I'll knock every wave in your lil' coast
    To keep our freaky secrets close like a love note
    And I'm married to my money, that's official
    Don't want your lady but she's bad like Medusa
    She's my war and I protect her, oh it's on

    I can be your knight in armor
    You can be my Cinderella
    Let me love you, hey, let me love you, hey
    Let me love you, hey, oh
    Girl, I know your love was right
    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready we can get away
    Money ain't a thing, girl, you just work the place
    Ooh, ooh, I got it like
    Ooh, ooh, I got it like
    Ooh, I-I-I-I got it like
    Girl I know your love was right

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    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready we can get away
    Money ain't a thing, girl, you just work the place

    Baby all that, Kel call Keenan
    Text T-Pain, bet he won't believe it
    Jimmy Choo pumps, feet so spoiled
    Heard you love to make it rain and you need it like soil
    What's the word, mama? Listen hurr mama
    Man actin' sus, kick him to the curb, mama
    Yeah you want the bomb, you lookin' at Osama
    Cremate the p**y, leave it in the urn, mama
    Just playin', we can live it up
    Do it B.I. g., bring your fam, call it clumps
    Ass fatter than a SWAT pasta with the mumps
    Prolly thinkin' this a dream 'cause my love got you drunk
    Only time she quiet, she breakin' down a blunt
    She say she got my back, and she'll never front
    All state bounce, she's in good hands
    Time to put the sheet on her, Ku Klux Klan

    I can be your knight in armor
    You can be my Cinderella
    Let me love you, hey, let me love you, hey
    Let me love you, hey, oh
    Girl, I know your love was right
    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready we can get away
    Money ain't a thing, girl, you just work the place
    Ooh, ooh, I got it like
    Ooh, ooh, I got it like
    Ooh, I-I-I-I got it like
    Girl I know your love was right
    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready we can get away
    Money ain't a thing, girl, you just work the place

    I can be your knight in armor
    You can, you can, you can be my Cinderella
    Girl I know your love was right
    On the phone, we talk all night
    If you ready, let me love you, hey
    Let me love you
    If you ready, let me love you, hey
    Let me love you, hey

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