More And More
DJ Spooky & Guillermo E. Brown Lyrics
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'Til we get it,
'Til we get it, I'ma get it
'Til we get it
You say all you need is consistent love
When I try I swear it's never enough, I messed up
Maybe this thing here just ain't meant for us?
I let go, you ain't havin' that
We do it like we rock stars
Sexin' in my hotel room, and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud
Shades on doin' ninety-five wit' the top down
I might sound crazy
'Cause we be goin' back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' ('til we get it)
I'ma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (I'ma get it)
I'ma get it ('til we get it), 'til we get it (I'ma get it, turn up)
Why is it all so complicated?
Baby, this should be simple, it's all in me mental
But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy
And you know what I'm into
Make me forget what we arguin' about, ayy
We do it like we rock stars
Sexin' in my hotel room, and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud
Shades on doin' ninety-five wit' the top down
I might sound crazy
'Cause we be goin' back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' ('til we get it)
I'ma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (I'ma get it)
I'ma get it ('til we get it, yeah), 'til we get it (I'ma get it)
Yo (turn up)
He don't know me
But he settin' up to blow me, uh
Said my Twitter picture 'mind him of Naomi, uh
On the low I used to holla at his homie, uh
Fuck it, now I'm about to ride him like a pony, yeah
Okay, thug prolly, yo come polly
He wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop Molly
I hope your pockets got a motherfuckin' pot belly
Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
He had the Rolls in his Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl, nah, hoes is his choice
D-D-Dick on H, p-p-pussy on W
Mouth on open, a-a-ass on smother you
A-A-Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine
Vroom, vroom, vroom, get gasoline
Could I be your wife? Nah, we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped, call me Django
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (oh, 'til we get it)
I'ma get it (I'ma get it, I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' (some mo') (I'ma get it)
I'ma get it ('til we get it, yeah), 'til we get it (I'ma get it)
The song "More and More" by DJ Spooky and Guillermo E. Brown features lyrics by singers Baby Cham, Foxy Brown, and an uncredited female singer. The song is centered around the idea that material wealth is necessary for romantic relationships. The lyrics suggest that in order to win a woman's affection, a man must have money to spend on expensive gifts such as sports cars, designer clothing, jewelry, and extravagant vacations. The women singing the chorus repeatedly demand "More" of these material possessions throughout the song. The message is clear - money is necessary for love.
The song reflects the materialistic culture of the late 1990s, where conspicuous consumption was celebrated and flaunting wealth was a sign of success. The lyrics also reveal the gender roles and power dynamics at play in romantic relationships, with women demanding material goods and men using their wealth to attract and control women. The song can be interpreted as a commentary on the emptiness of materialism and the vanity of a culture that values wealth above all else.
Line by Line Meaning
You should know we want it all
We desire a luxurious lifestyle
Nothing in this world is free
Everything comes at a cost
That's why I'm gonna get that money
I will work hard to achieve my desires
It's all about looking up for me
I am focused on achieving success
Oh yeah, you want to hit this Na Na?
Do you want to be intimate with me?
Gotta take me on a shopping spree
You need to spend money on me to prove your worth
More Full length minks
I desire more luxurious clothing
More Crystal Drinks
I want expensive alcoholic beverages
More Platinum Ice and
I want more expensive jewelry
More Expensive life, c'mon
I want to maintain a lavish lifestyle
More Positions to use
I want to have more sexual experiences
More A car tah cruise
I want more expensive cars
More Some Prada shoes
I want more expensive shoes
More Gucci clothes
I want more expensive clothing from Gucci
More Six double-o's
I want more expensive cars, specifically the Mercedes SL600
More H-Class rocks from my nose to my toes
I want expensive jewelry
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Eric Bellinger, Keith Thomas, Chris Brown, Maurice Simmonds, Onika Maraj, Darrell Eversley, Shaun Spearman, Howard Eversley
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