Tekst piosenki 'Let Me Love You' wykonawcy Chris Brown

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

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