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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robin Thicke
Robin Thicke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robin Thicke
Robin Thicke
Composer
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Composer
T. Smith
T. Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Neptunes
The Neptunes
Producer

Lyrics

Flipmode, ****
Pharrell remix, huh
I ain't meanin' to brag, girl
You know that I'm the shit
But see, I'm lovin' your swag, girl
Nowadays, they print a **** name on a flag, girl
You rubbin' on me, see the way my denim'll sag, girl
Flipmode, see, they give me my respect
Miss neck, if you want it, we could flip it on some sex shit
My ex-chick kinda mad at the world
But it's nothin', because you know I love you, girl
Ayy Rob', go 'head and talk to 'em
She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
The kind of girl you'd walk the whole Earth for
Put her on your back and just carry
Her attitude is hotter than the Earth's core
When she's around, nothing else matters
Untouchable, she's got her own forcefield
Sooner or later, someone will get at her
If I don't, someone else will
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Oh (Here we go), oh (Bounce back)
Oh (Flipmode, baby), oh (Star Trak)
Oh (Holla at me, baby), oh (Just for a little while)
Oh (You checkin' for the god), oh (I know you love my style)
Oh (I know you proper), oh (And I love the way you clean wit' it)
Oh (You know I'm dapper), oh (And a muh'fucka mean wit' it)
Oh (Extreme wit' it), oh (Triple beam wit' it)
Oh (You know I love your style), oh (And how you're like a queen wit' it)
(Labba, talk to 'em)
What am I to do?
I gave her diamond fondles and introduce her
To cars that got glass roofs
We well protected, ma, you feel elected
Flipmode is where we at
You come to my section, that's where the stars is at
Our money long, we cop artifacts
And I hope you fall in love with that, ha
Clap your skateboard, ma
She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
Scientists say that she's the second sunshine
And now my life is sweeter than berries (Than berries)
I guess if we have sex, our love will turn to wine
When she's around, nothing else matters
Even if the sky was at a standstill
If I turn my back then someone will get at her
If I don't, someone else will
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you
Spliff, you know you need to kill it
Yes, I do
(Oh, oh) I gave her the finest things in life
(Oh, oh) Diamonds, cars, and furs is the things she likes
(Oh, oh) Dipped in Dior, Ferragamo
(Oh, oh) Had her pushin' whips like Murciélago
(Oh, oh) 'rosa, bought her a gun and a holster
(Oh, oh) Knowin' little mami, she'll be movin' like a soldier
(Oh, oh) Known by many and respected like Oprah
(Oh, oh) Keep her on my side like Bonnie did Clyde
Spliff, baby
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I'm so glad)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I found you)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (Oh girl)
Wanna love you girl, ooh
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I'm so glad)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I found you)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (Oh girl)
Wanna love you girl, ooh
Uh, picture this all
Picture my life and my intention to ball
Picture this ice and how it glitter for y'all
Now don't you feel claustrophobic when that chick is involved?
She changed your life, and your frame of mind
Sorry, I hope what I'm saying is fine
We fuss but we take it one day at a time
If there's a fire, you know that she'll lay in the line
I just, close my eyes and curve my mouth
Open my mind and words come out
You're eclectic, you're creative
You the picture girl I just painted
I got it, you name it, it's all paid for
Big castle on the seashore
With the Willy Wonka decor
How this sound? Mr. and Mrs. Skateboard P
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I'm so glad)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I found you)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (Oh girl)
Wanna love you girl, ooh
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I'm so glad)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I found you)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (Oh girl)
Wanna love you girl, ooh
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I'm so glad)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I found you)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (Oh girl)
Wanna love you girl, ooh
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I'm so glad)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (I found you)
Wanna love you girl, wanna love you (Oh girl)
Wanna love you girl, ooh
Written by: Pharrell Williams, Robin Thicke, T. Smith
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