Hold Up Lyrics

Chris Brown, Big Boi, yeah Oh, she's mine and see, God knew she was mine The day I seen that guy, the big mouth bass on the line It’s time for me to retrieve her and go get her like a wild receiver But we don’t play no ball, see, when they come through You, baby girl, we’re gon’ take it all
On the real we need to nip this in the bud ‘Cause we kept it real with everyone So tell me why they hatin’, everybody's hatin’? It feels like they’re just waitin’ for us to grow apart
It’s just hard for me to do But baby, if I’m your man I guess I gotta be your man These men just gotta understand Little girl with curves and hips, luscious lips Girl, I can’t front now, I’m nervous
I’m like, hold up, wait, wait a minute I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimpin’ in it I’m like, hold up, can I talk to her? Hold up, can I take her out? Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you now
Now a days is so crazy out here, do you wanna [Incomprehensible] If your daughter struts with me, lucky me And you'd be lucky too, no entourage, no crew Just me ridin’ with my boo, I got her but don’t think I’m replacin’ you
Girl, I know you know what I do and I’m a major minor It'll take days and days and decades to find another dude That’s gonna walk in my shoes and, girl, keep it one with you As long if you do the usual
And I’m talkin’ ‘bout, hold up, wait, wait a minute I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimpin’ in it I’m like, hold up, can I talk to her? Hold up, can I take her out? Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you now
Baby, please hang up the phone ‘Cause I’m talkin’ to your father Mrs. Jones, Mr. Jones I’ve been talkin’ to your daughter
And she like me She told me she like me And I really like her She gon’ be my wifey
Baby, please hang up the phone ‘Cause I’m talkin’ to your father Mrs. Jones, Mr. Jones I’ve been talkin’ to your daughter
And she like me She told me she like me And I really like her She gon’ be my wifey
I’m like, hold up, wait, wait a minute I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimpin’ in it I’m like, hold up, hold up, hold up That’s why I gotta tell you now
Now is the time for me to come clean Now is the time for us to turn that yellow light to green light and proceed Us together be more better like lemon pepper on your wings And you'll never find another fellow that’s better than your king
I ming, go sing, gon’ talk about goods who playin’ But we can’t have no picket fence ‘cause we got acres and acres of land The haters are takin’ it mad that we can handle these fakers for class Mannerisms on that CO5 and a half on their
Girl, buy, give it a try, give your boy a chance Ever since you landed in my space seems like I’ma yours again My top friend, rock them, we don’t need no all day hits Pop them, put old google on a boss back
I’m like, hold up, wait, wait a minute I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimpin’ in it I’m like, hold up, can I talk to her? Hold up, can I take her out? Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you now
I’m like, hold up, wait, wait a minute I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimpin’ in it I’m like, hold up, can I talk to her? Hold up, can I take her out? Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you now
Baby, please And she like me and I really like her Baby, please She gon’ be my wifey Baby, please