Music Review: Chris Brown & Nicki Minaj "Love More"
Chris Brown & Nicki Minaj
Love More
Album: X
Year: 2013
Sex is the only thing holding together a volatile relationship in the tasteless “Love More.”
Shrill beats open the single, setting a tense tone. In the intro, Brown says they will make their relationship work. (“'Til we get it/I'mma get it 'til we get it/'Til we get it/I'mma get it 'til we get it.”)
He yells that he doesn’t know what she wants from him. He’s sorry and they need to stop hooking up if she’s going to continue to nag. He gets up and she puts her arms around him. In his chest, she asks him not to leave her. (“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/Baby you let go and I pull you back/I let you go, you ain’t having that.”)
In the pre-chorus, after their fight, they share a joint and then have sex. He screams obscenities while she lies there. They speed down the roads, gesturing wildly as he bickers with her. (“We do it like we rock stars/Sexin' in my hotel room, I be so loud/Higher than a smoke cloud/Shades on doin' 95 wit' the top down/I might sound crazy/Cause' we be goin' back and forth/One minute I hate you, I love you/That’s just how it is.”)
In the chorus, he says he will use sex to solve their problems. (“‘Til we get it right we gon' fuck some mo' ('til we get it)/I'mma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it)/'Til we get it right we gon’ fuck some mo' ('til we get it)/I'mma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it ('til we get it.”)
It frustrates him that they can’t be civil to each other for a full day. However, when he sees her dance, he falls for her all over again. She has an awesome body and makes it a point to wear revealing styles on the parts he likes. (“Why is it all so complicated/Baby this should be simple, it’s drivin' 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.”)
The pre-chorus and chorus are sung again.
In the bridge, Nicki Minaj brags he hit on her online after she posted some photos of herself. In a direct message, he said she looked like supermodel Naomi Campbell. She laughs to herself, thinking, she used to go out with one of his friends. No one knew about it, though. However, she’ll sleep with him. It won’t go any further than the bed. They both are mainly interested in supplying each other with ecstasy and pleasure. (“Yo, he don't know me but he settin' up to blow me, uh/Said my Twitter pics remind 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 ************ 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, now hoes is his choice/D-D-Dick on H, ***** on W/Mouth on open, ass on smother you/Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine/Vroom, vroom, vroom, get gasoline/Could I be your wife? Naw we could bang though.”)
The chorus is sung again to close the single.
Brown’s caramel vocals stick right to the teeth. He chews briskly, not bothering to taste it at all. In his case, it’s a teeny tiny improvement. While he’s a still a raging misogynist, his psychotic tendencies are under control. While his remarks that he’s crazy are meant to be offhand, he skips over it, seemingly taking the words personally. His fixation on sex, while not uncommon in pop music, is a means of domination. There isn’t any enjoyment to it, just a physical act to further his agenda.
Minaj rattles off nonsensical slang and tired clichés as she files her nails. Her pop culture references are either too trendy (molly) or dated (John Salley). The Elle Magazine mention seems she’s angling to be featured and thinks it may get their attention. She manages to use Twitter correctly, though.
The brash “Love More” glosses over the rampant anger, in denial of any issues.