Big Boi - Hold Up Lyrics

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[Intro:]

Chris brOwn

Big boi

Yea

(Big Boi Rap)

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 git her like a wild reciever

But we dn't play no ball

See when we come through

We babygirl gon' make it ball

[Verse 1:] ( Chris Brown)

On the real we need to nip this in the butt

Cause we kept it real with everyone

So tell me why they hatin(everybody's hatin)

It feels like they just waitin(for us to grow apart)

Yeayee

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

[Chorus:]

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

[Verse 2:] (Chris Brown)

Now a days is so crazy

Out here

You'd wanna be cuttin me

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

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Girl know you know what I do

And I know you made your mind up

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

[Chorus:]

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

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 say 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

He told me she like me

And I really like her

She gon be my wifey

[Chorus:]

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

(Big Boi Rap)

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 fella that's betta 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 & acres of land

The haters are takin it mad

That we can handle these fakers for class

Mannerisms on that C.O. five and a half on they ass

Girl buy, give it a try, give yo boy a chance

Ever since you landed in myspace it seems like I'm yours again

My top friend, rock them

We don't need no all day hits

Pop them

Put ol' Google on a boss back

[Chorus:]

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

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

Baby please

And she like me

And I really like her

Baby please

She gon' be my wifey

Baby please

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