Artist: Nicki Minaj Album: Pink Friday Song: Your Love Typed by: drzzdrake599@gmail.com [Chorus] Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you the illest (dat for dat dat dude) And for your lovin' Imma Die Hard like Bruce Willis (bah ba dah dah oh) You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got something all the girls want You're like a candy store And I'm a toddler You got me wantin' more and ma ma more of Your love, your love (yeah) {repeat 4x} Your love, your love {repeat 4x} [Nicki Minaj] He the type to pop tags and be cockin the brim Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym And he keep a du rag, keep his wave on swim Wa waves on swim so they hate on him Anyway I think I met him sometime before In a different life or where I record I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve But my vision ends with the apple on the tree 'S' on my chest cuz I'm ready to save him Ready to give up on anybody that plays him And I think I love him, I love him, just like I raised him When he call me mama, lil mama, I call him baby [Chorus] [Nicki Minaj] He the type to keep a couple hundred grand in a rubberband Just left Money Gram in the lemon Lam' Hot damn make me scream like Summer Jam I mean that nigga must be from the motherland Anyway I think I met him in the sky When I was a Geisha he was a Samurai Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai Never spoke lies and he never broke fly 'S' on my chest let me get my cape on He's so thugged out, Ghostface and Raekwon Convict, just like Akon Cuz you know the snitches be putting the jake on [Chorus] Find me in the dark I'll be in the stars Find me in your heart I'm in need of your love