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ASAP Ferg - I Love You (ft. Chris Brown and Ty Dolla Sign) with Lyrics
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Vocals
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Darold Brown
Darold Brown
Songwriter
Marvin Thomas
Marvin Thomas
Songwriter
Jordan Lewis
Jordan Lewis
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Lewis
Jordan Lewis
Producer
Hagler
Hagler
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Engineer
Dave Nakaji
Dave Nakaji
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We could fly to Puerto Rico
And fight a mosquito
Or lounge out in Cuba
Even though it's illegal
Blowin' Cuban cigars
Keep everythin' on the d-low
Or brag to your friends
"You never been here before?"
[Verse 2]
Baby, I love you, we're celebratin', I love you
Been doin' them squats, your ass tight as a glove
Fly like a dove, nobody fuckin' wit' us
I got the mean pipe
But you supply me the drug
The Pookie in New Jack City
The booty and tig ol' bitties
Blown' the color purple
Like Danny Glover and Celie
Versace embedded in me
All of our clothes is silky
God took His time 'cause God damn, you pretty
And I just really wanna hold ya
I'ma make you say "Uhh"
Like a No Limit Soldier
Then ride her like a roller-coaster
I'ma beat, beat it down
Like a real man's supposed to
[Verse 3]
Girl, it's you, I'm ready to settle down with
And do some things we've never
Done before, yeah, girl
And baby, this a celebration
To our love makin' tonight
'Cause I love you, I love you, babe
Yeah, I love you
[Verse 4]
Look, house on the water like a casino
Vacation on private islands, notifyin' my P.O.
Margiela the peacoat, pockets full of Doritos
Countin' all these Euros
They like, what the fuck is a C-note?
Yachts with the clear water, it look like my chain
Cameras flashin', paparazzi, yeah
That look like the fame
3 M on my jacket, you can't see me the same
Motivated, I'm avoidin' the lames
But I'm lookin' for you
[Verse 5]
Ha, pretty, brown, nice thing
Rolex faces, bottles in them gold cases
It's ridiculous, with your body a **** particular
That booty is big enough
She move it, I pick it up
Slow down, baby
Know a **** singin', we gon' make
Some Motown babies
Ha, a **** change the weather when I come out
If it's rainin', baby, I'ma bring the sun out
[Verse 6]
Girl, it's you I'm ready to settle down with
And do some things we've never
Done before, yeah, girl
And baby, this a celebration
To our love makin' tonight
'Cause I love you, I love you, babe
[Verse 7]
You know I love ya
And I'm gon' love on you
Every chance that I get
Yeah, and ain't no way
That I'm going to walk away
And throw it all away, ooh yeah
And girl, I won't lie
And all that I get it
If you're mines I spend it on you
And every time that we fight
We just fuck and we make right back up
[Verse 8]
Girl, it's you I'm ready to settle down with
And do some things we've never
Done before, yeah, girl
And baby, this a celebration
To our love makin' tonight
'Cause I love you, I love you, babe
Girl, it's you I'm ready to settle down with
And do some things we've never
Done before, yeah, girl
And baby, this a celebration
To our love makin' tonight
'Cause I love you, I love you, babe
Written by: Chris Brown, Darold Brown, Jordan Lewis, Marvin Thomas, Tyrone Griffin Jr
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